The museum
Does it really sound fun? Well my mom told me to take my camera with me, because it's the last year for me in junior high, and she told me to ask the teacher if I could take it to the museum with me, but no, teacher caught me with my camera, because I was so stupid to keep it in it's bag around my hip, teacher asked what was in there, I said: "that’s my wallet and carry's a camera too...". Then she made me open it, and she took my camera away, I looked hell sad, I thought she'll give it to me in the end of the year, but at least she gave it to me in the last period, I wanted to take it to the museum and take pictures with all of my classmates, and maybe those brilliant graveyards, human and dinosaur bones.
When it was 9am the bus came, and we had to get ready, well I asked someone a favor, since I didn't have my camera, and she works for the school's newspaper, the teacher gave her a camera with manual lens focus, she didn't know how to use it, so I asked if I could help and take pictures with it, she gave it to me and it was fun using it, manual lenses rock! I can focus well. I'll give her a flash disk or maybe a few floppies to save all the photos I've taken from the school's folder. And I might submit them here, if they turned out good, that little mouse-rabbit-thing bones looked funny, like that bucktooth creature from Ice age.
I've seen English people there, was fun, there was this dude in a green shirt, he looked like one of those in The killers band, and the girls in class were all like "Ew he's ugly, he has long-ish hair". But a few thought he was cute, and one of my classmates took her camera and was like "this is for the school's magazine" she lied but yeah took two pics with him, she was so red, she held his waste/back or something. They're evil, she doesn't even know him, but she's fun to talk with, because she's nuts.


In the bus
It was the best part, I suppose. We took the teacher that doesn't say anything, or couldn't control us, and my class, because we're one of the worst classes in the whole school, well second worst class? I was sitting squashed, two people on my right, and two on my left, I was in the middle. Behind me, the class's gang were singing Arabic, which I had no idea what they were singing, and every time a car passes, they open the window and start screaming, and shouting, and flirting with any guy, a few stood and danced in the bus, the other class that was with us, were in another bus, behind us, and they were so quiet, they didn't do anything, just pointed at us and the man that had driven their bus was enjoying the view somehow. This car, from Qatar passed, and they were like "Qatar families we love you and your boys! Get us a husband! Follow us! ", the one next to me gave some dude the finger while he passed by, and he was looked like "wtf!? junior high government girls!? no way".
We made this guy, who was driving this mini-bus dance and he was shaking his shoulders, and dancing while driving. My classmates shouted outside and made workers, who work on the roads leave their tools and they kept staring at us. English men waved and smiled at us, they looked about between 35-40 years old.
While the Arabic music still played, I was lost, because I don't listen to Arabic music, then I begged them to put the English radio station, well they did and it was Anastacia singing, then I said: "what the heck! My love is on the line...blah blah" whatever was in my sister's tape. Then they sang Shaggy's "You're my angel", is that the title?
Anyhoo, whoa, the music which I hate in English, but I listened, it was better than getting lost in those Arabic songs they sang, I clapped along and was so hungry, but they didn't get us food as they said they would, I didn't eat anything from last night's dinner until lunch today at 3:30pm, which was good veg pizza.