What to write, ne?

Oh yeah! Today was Math paper 2. The period was two and a half hour, but I finished it an hour beforehand. Crazy genius, ne? [Kid only.]

I spent the rest of the time sleeping, of course.

Drop that. I was going to write about something else, really.

Twenty pupils of Aman Islamic School went to TM [Telekom Malaysia] Exhibition at Kota Bharu. Me, Nikochan, Nik-chan, Bob-chan, Zainab, Nasibah and Mir-imoutochan were the girls.

The boys were Ubaidah, Nabil, Izzat Ramzi, Ehsan, Mus’ab, Naim, Dzufar, Ali, Umair, Azzam, Taslim, Asyraf, and another I forgot. Gomen ne.

In one phrase: We saw how they really work; the people that helps in enabling me to be online and enable Bob-chan to call me when she’s depressed. [Kid only. Stop the Atiqah-bashing.]

We went to the Narrowband Department. Through the technology of fibre optics, underground cables, microwave transmittors and the likes, we are able to receive calls and make them even when we’re at the core of this beautiful Earth. [I'm exxagerating, yeah.]

After that, we went to the exhibition. The game tournament has started. It was a match of Pac Man. Dzufar-san got first place, Naim was second, and Nikochan came running at the third place. Cool, ne?

Each of us got a goody bag. TM appropriately gave us each a pillow! It was square and red! It was fluffy! It’s a bean pillow!

It just screams perfect!

Off to the Broadband Department. Nor-ojisan said, "Suara manusia dalam 0Hz sampai 33.3 KHz. Contohnye, kalau dia-" he pointed at Naim. "-gaduh ngan makwe dia, lama-lama diorang takkan bercakap. Senyap je memanjang. Masa tulah 0Hz."

We all laughed, Naim grinned.

"Bila tok nye kita mati, kita pun jerit memanjang. Sekuat hati. Masa tulah jeritan maksimum kita adalah 33.3 KHz."

I, standing nearest to the friendly 45-something man, nodded in comprehension.

"Suara perempuan boleh la sampai tahap tu, kalau suara lelaki mungkin dalam 30 KHz je… Sebab suara perempuan ‘ceghik’."

"Oh, ceghik." I nodded out of habit.

A couple of meters away…

"Atiqah faham ke tak ceghik tu apa?" Mlmh Dayang kinda whispered to Mlmh Hanani; both were smirking.

"Tak kot." Mlmh Hanani stiffled a laugh.

"Dia angguk jah…" Ubaidah joined in smirking.

We moved on to the Operator Department. It was fun, really. There were like, 5 ladies currently working on the 8 am - 2.30 pm shift.

"Kecemasan, boleh saya bantu?" the kakak monotonously said. The person hung up, so did she.

She sighed and answered the next call. "Kecemasan, boleh saya bantu?"

Seems like there’re 60 calls in a minute.

After several prank calls, we finally get a real one. Kinda.

"Kecemasan, boleh saya bantu?"

"Ah, saya seorang cikgu." A female voice rang from the other side.

"Oh? Boleh saya tahu kenapa cikgu talifon?"

"Saya sebenarnya tengah mengajar murid-murid saya sebenarnya, yang panggilan 999 ni wujud."

"Oh, cikgu ye?"

"Ye."

"Takpelah cikgu, memang ada pun 999 ni…"

We laughed. I asked, "Boleh caye ke?"

"Biasalah dik, 90% daripada panggilan adalah palsu." The kakak smiled.

There was another interesting call after that. From a guy.

"Tadi kan dah call? Awak jangan lah kacau saya kerja."

"Saya saje je nak bercakap."

"Call lah karang."

"Bila tu?"

"Nanti pukul 10 malam." I laughed. "Kakak kan habis shift pukul 2.30!" The kakak smirked.

"Tipu. Nanti pukul 5 awak dah habis kerja."

"Mana ada saya habis kerja pukul 5? Call pukul 10 je lah."

"Okay." And with that, she hung up.

Bob-chan and Mir got the chance to be operator for awhile. I was envious. >.>

Later at school…

Tired, I was. The trip has taken a toll on me. We solat Zohor, and I plopped asleep on the table.

I took out the pillow TM gave us, and fall asleep.

p/s: Nikochan woke me exactly at 4 pm, when the class was already flooded with students and Cikgu Suriani the Bioslogos extra class teacher.

p/s: Forgot to mention. The pillow was decorated with a love shape made of telephone-cable. I won’t complain about it since the fluffiness of my fluffy red square bean pillow made up for it!~