emotions

updated:

four rv netballers found dead in the kalamari desert (actually, the netball court).
cause of death is unknown, corpses were found sprawled on the floor.
however, a possibility would be excessive inhalation of pesticide (uh, they were spraying it yo).
sarah: are we mosquitoes? are we? are we?!
trik: yes, yes we're pests.
sarah and trik and kristal and rae: *dies*

trik: eh, are you taking? are you? (talking to kristal abt shooting statistics)
kristal: yes...
sarah: yes, yes! *uses handphone to pretend to take pictures (like my phone has a camera)*
trik: *gives a dang lame face* *starts doing ultra unglam poses* *james bond hahahhahha*
kristal: HURRY UP I WANT TO GO HOME!
trik: okay, okay, i know. i want to go home too. we all miss home very much.

and then, we cracked ourselves up by lip-syncing/singing and trying to shoot album covers (using shadows). oh and by planning to throw the soccer ball over the fence if it rolled to us, because the boys said something rather crude to us (like chio) and they didnt want to pass our ball back initially, grrrrrr.
my, it was awfully fun under the sun!

oh and well, it was so dang embarrassing today cos i, along with four other classmates (btw chairman included), had to shift my table and chair out of the classroom to complete my assignment. so i/we had to bear with all the quizical looks those people from level two (who were going about their toilet routine so the untimely) shot me/us.
and i know the parental department is very disappointed in me cos thz called them up. and dang, fish and i have gotta face mk tmr. die, die, die. last words, anybody?

yay thanks twinneh again for kite!

darling i came so close to losing you.
i never ever ever ever want to experience it again.
never.
and, (no)sorry.

ciao

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the more i try to hide them, the more i am revealing them.

thanks twinneh :)