Saturday, July 01, 2006
Today was, literally, the one and only seniors leaving party so far.
I met up with chipmunk tail and the breakfast hater in the morning at the Juring regional library, to go ice-skating. Sleepy pants was supposed to come but she was late and was going to meet us in the rink itself.
And no, string people don't usually meet up at nerdy places like the library. It's just me. i Like the Library.
So anyway, skating basically means going round and round and round. Except, of course, for the few exceptions who fall down and down and down.But other than that, the only other fun thing left to do is to go around knocking people down, or perhaps yelling Happy New Year as loudly as possible and see if anyone falls because of that.
Anyway.
We went to KFC after skating, by which time I had already been knocked into some lady person, and all 3 of my companions over and over again. The marvellous attraction once again occurs. All bow in awe.
It was there that the new lemonade, chilli/ketchup soft drink mash potato was introduced by Chipmunk tail. Do you know how the seven eleven mr. softie's look like? Yeah, like that. just with a tinge or red. All applaud in mock congratulations.
The one who ate the most was, as i had suspected she would have, Sleepy pants. And it's nor fair that she doesn't get fat. Maybe it's stored in her thighs. Not that she ate a lot, but I didn't want to give Chipmunk tail the pleasure of seeing me eat fats. She'd be just so happy- watching me eat while she just gets the essence of my food without having to eat it.
Pretty freaky, huh?
IMAGINE HER DOING THAT TO YOU EVERY DAY IN THE CANTEEN.
The only thing missing is a drool from her mouh. I wish she'll stop it. Maybe i'll go pinch some sense into her.
After that we went to the taxi stand to wait for Sleepy pants' mom. It was there when I realised something odd. There was ONE junior and THREE seniors. But it's not her fault. I think I'll do a junior analysis some day. Watch my wry sense of humour explode and have shrapnels of metal sticking into people's body.
Do excuse me. i've been doing lots of historis booda.
It's a weird feeling, being with people. I wish I could be alone sometimes.
And no, I am not pmsing or whatever it is that is going on in your warped little brains.
When Sleep pants' mum came, we all piled in and I purposely stuck Breakfast Hater next to Chip munk tail. I'd like to see the day when they can get along properly, the way I do with both of them.( At least I did until now. now they might attempt to murder me.)I started watching Breakfast Hater and after a while we were staring at each other, each of us wearing an ironic-ish smile. When I got bored of that, I started trying to pull out one of sleepy pants hairs, so that I could try it in one of those voodoo thingys. Unfortunately, her hair was to short to be grasped through the peephole in the seat.
Sleepy pant's house is huge. Not a big as horsetail's, but definitely huger than mine. My jaw dropped in shock, before I managed to hinge it back on. I had thought that Sleepy pants was a pretty normal person.
And rather apparently, i was wrong. ( hey dude, no offence.)
Now that was, of course, another shock to me, so my jaw kindly unhinged itself for me.
i am sad to report that the one and only seniors leaving party consisted of us gambling and watching a movie.
PATHETIC!
The movie however, wasn't too bad. But not scary. At all.
Hu xi, fang pi. Hu xi, fang pi.
stop breathing like that.
Hu xi, fang pi. Hu xi, fang pi.
STOP THAT.
Hu xi, fang pi. Hu xi, fang pi.
STOP BREATHING.
After that, I went back home accompanied by the Breakfast Hater to little India.
We didn't talk much.
I was thinking about some things she had said/wrote. Funny how I've been spending so much time with her. we barely just got to meet each other.
Disturbing news, this. I need a kit Kat.
Anyone see my Kit Kat?
I'm sure there were a few more bars in the fridge.
HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMM,BOY DO I WONDER WHO TOOK IT, HUH??!!
*******
The murderer appraised the next victim of her choice, her eyes ran accross her body, wondering how many kit kats there were in her. The blade gleamed in the air. The laughing figure on the couch would soon be no more...
*******
MUHAHAHA.
PS. If you don't see my sister around for a while, don't worry about it. :)
posted @ 12:33 AM
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