you know what,
i'm broke. really. i blew 236.60 on the freestyle course, plus movies, and lunch. i'm broke for the rest of the month.

not only that, i'm injured too. my ankle is practically broken, my butt aches, and i have blisters on the heel of my foot.
therein ends the chronicles of the troubles of a skater.

if anyone is free on fri or mon, pleeeeeese tell me. i need someone to go skating with me.



i have a lot of things to say.
so.
1. FENCING CAMP <33
it was, to sum it up in a word, fabulous. it had a lot of giggling, high pitched squealing, drinking games in order to finish 5738426 bottles of drinks, card games, a lot of gayness from sarah, conversations about toxic shock syndrome, tampons, castration(okay so that was me) and other weird things.

moment to remember and laugh at number 1:
alisa: oh, god. this conversation is so wrong. *facepalm*
fik: alisa, you're thirteen. and in a girls' school. get used to it.
/flash to next moment/
sarah: oh, my god.
fik: sarah, you're fourteen and in a girls' school. get used to it.
*laughter*

the games were great. really. except when the watermelon juice ran up my nose when we were looking for seeds, and when i snorted into the whipped cream trying to get the whistles.
but, the best thing was really that the fencers are sporting. round of applause, please.

movie marathon was highly amusing.
(laughter, music, light and sound,
life is great, let's celebrate
the sacred union two souls have found)
when the song started playing, me and sarah looked at each other with identical what-the-f-is-going-on look, then burst out laughing.

memorable quote 2:
fik: it only happens when you stick it up there for a long time. its not like you keep anything there for a long time right?
*moment for us to digest*
/laughs/

new fact recently acquired:
gelatin's made from boiled animal skin
sausages are actually stuffed with the bits of meat people don't want like scrapings from the skull

i'm going to miss the sec fours.
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2. invitationals!
it should be fun.
13th and 15th of december, i'm not free kay.
do not arrange the class reunion then. do not. or you may find a message in your phone saying something like 'die asshole'. or something similar, anyway.

Labels: camping fun for everyone

BACK FROM HOLS, DARLING

okay, so yes i was on holiday, no i did not bring my phone, laptop, or any other communication devices, it was a tour to china, so there was no way i was going to bring stuff there.

and just for the record, i loved it. there was this total cutie in in beijing during the tour there, but sadly enough, he was in the xi'an tour, so /shrug
because i went to shanghai.

i am unbelievably tired. helllooo, like, night flight? not fun



1. CLASS CHALET <333
okay, it was fun. and huimin was gay. yeah.
day one :D
SO, where to start? okay, recap on movies. was in the middle of princess diaries when i reached, watched the wholeof shrek, ran out to gamble with huifei, xyn yee, gloria and stef when jeepers creepers started. hey, it was scary. then huifei and stef ran off in a car to the chalet. the rest (non-lorgs) had to take buses. 2 hours on a bus, including waiting time, plus several bags weighing more than 3kg each(for some) and groceries is not fun. and we had to walk. then we got lost. great.
on the plus side, we actually reached the chalet not with broken bones.
had a barbecue later, which wasn't MUCH of a barbecue cos we spent like an hour trying to get the fire started. and we ran out of fire starters. and gloria went over to chalet C (snigger) to borrow a cigarette lighter.
day two :D plus night of day one
played mafia with the ent people and claudia and dunno who which was fun. then stef and racheL crashed our party. then after a few more games (until about 1.30am) went to sleep. whereupon huimin started being gay with maria. as in, really gay. she was hugging maria and i think, humping her slightly, and she was making weird noises.
fell asleep listening to my phone cos i didn't dare to bring my ipod.
played truth or dare with maria and the rest when we woke. had a silly dare with maria being an air hostess, going to stef's room and saying, "hello mams, what would you like? coffee*curtsy*, tea*curtsy*, or me*push boobs out*?" it was hilarious.
and a point in between 3. sorry sydney for waking you up! it was a dare. and i don't turn down dares unless it's really dangerous (like pissing off stef *ahem*)
continuing 2.
ahem. so where was i? oh right. and after truth or dare we we had breakfast. or was that before? nevermind. and it started raining. awww.
then we tried to catch a taxi to chris's house. and then because it was so out of th way, to took a bus to the interchange first. and tried to catch a bus.
lunched at parkway first, then they went to east coast. and me and claire went to vivo to wait for my dad. and speaking of that claire, i owe you $5.40. thanks, by the way.
and that brings me to the next point.
4. STARDUST :DD
it was fantastic. honestly. and claire danes is so pretty! she has the kind of etheral grace yvaine should have. anyone interested to come with me to watch it again?
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fanfic recs! cos alisa is just wonderful like that.
1. My Reflection by Astrid Elisabeth
“Well well… the next dance is the other one of Lily’s. Maybe she’ll manage to look just a tad bit happier in that one?” I whispered as quietly as I could to Remus, James and Peter.
The music stopped and a soft floating violin started playing. I saw a brown-haired girl slowly enter the stage and perform what I thought was called a double pirouette. Then there came more and more and more… I recognised some of them from the first dance, but it was quite confusing now that they had different clothes on.
Then I saw Lily’s red hair again. The bright light made her look even paler than usual, almost as white as a sheet of paper. I watched her move for only a short time before her smile faded completely away from her face and she slipped off stage.
“Was that supposed to happen?” I whispered to Remus.
“Padfoot! What do you think? All the others are still dancing, do you think she’s supposed to go off after just a few seconds? Just her? How dumb can you get?”I saw James rising up and making his way to the end of the row.
“Prongs! Where are you going?” I tried not to yell after him.
“I’m going back stage to find her,” he replied before disappearing into the dark.
[james/lily fic, i love the way james is portrayed]http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=62811
2. Smudge by Drunk Elves
There is a smudge.
A smudge.
A SMUDGE!!!!
I am so killing James Potter.
He put a SMUDGE on my Charms essay.
He is so getting it.
A smudge.
I just cannot cope.
A smudge.
I am killing that boy.
KILLING HIM!!!!!!
My perfect charms essay.
Ruined with a smudge.
[yes, james/lily again. i really like this.]
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=161225
3. Questions, Qualms, Queries, Quokkas and Quiches of a Quidditch Queen by the Drunk Elves
“Hey, Katie, we dare you to ask Oliver how long his Beater’s Bat is!!!” the twins whispered to Katie as Oliver walked towards them.
Angelina snorted.
Katie told the twins, smirking, “I never give up dares… how much will you pay me?”
The twins whispered, “We won’t prank you for a month…”
“Done!”
*
“Oliver?”
“Yes, Bell?”
“WOOD!!”
“Fine, Kate, then!”
“Ollie!!”
“What is it, Katie?”
“Close enough. How long is your Beater’s Bat?”
There was a snort from behind her and Katie looked around to see Fred and George rolling on the floor in silent laughter and tears were running down Angelina’s face.
Alicia was turning purple from trying not to laugh.
“Well, technically, I’m a Keeper, so I don’t have one-”
There was a gasp and more snorts from behind Katie. She glared at Angelina and Alicia who were shaking with silent laughter and at Fred and George who suddenly looked shocked and a bit disturbed.
“Was it something I said?” Oliver was looking over at the twins with increasing confusion.
Katie stifled a giggle. “Exactly what you said, Ollie. So how long did you say your Beater’s Bat was?”
Looking bewildered, Oliver nonetheless ploughed on, “Well, the standard size is a foot and a half-” Fred and George’s eyes widened and they snorted more- “but it can vary depending on where you get it from.”
Alicia couldn’t help calling out, “What, your father’s or your grandfather’s?”
Angelina looked mildly disgusted but extremely amused and Fred and George had tears running down their faces.
Katie couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer and it burst out in torrents.
Finally, comprehension dawned on Oliver.
He spluttered.
His ears flamed.
And then he regained his composure. “Oh…” he said, “you mean those kind of Beaters’ Bats. I have a really, really big Beater’s Bat.”
Fred and George looked sceptical. “Oh yeah? Prove it. Show us.”
The girls looked shocked and completely weirded out.
Oliver gave them a strange look. “I didn’t know you swung that way!”
George spluttered.
Fred looked indignant. “Oh, come on! It was only that one time!”
Everyone looked at him. George backed away slowly.
Oliver grinned. “Hey, I’ve got a friend in Ravenclaw, maybe I could set you up with him!”
Fred blushed.
Somewhere down there, hell froze over and Lucifer angrily shoved ten Galleons towards the closest demon, muttering something about a Weasley twin blushing.
http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?chapterid=169632



sore throats are the bane of the earth. saw the doctor today. some infection of the throat. he told me to keep quiet and not talk. pish. it really hurts. on the back of the fourth strepsil box: dissolve a lozenge slowly every 2 to 3 hours. do not exceed the stated dose.
i have just finished the fourth box today. like, since morning. crap. exceeded much? methinks.
am looking forward to chalet. but i won't be able to speak. which is saaad, because everyone knows they secretly love my voice.
it sounds like a guy's now.

ohyes. 50th post! this calls for a celebration. i never though that i would last even a week, let alone 50 posts on the blog. eheh. the tv outside is making weird noises. okay, its a song. and you know what the lyrics are? 脱掉脱掉脱掉，脱掉脱掉。上衣脱掉脱掉，上衣脱掉。sounds like it anyway.

today was also odt. :D miniskirts all around. and guess who i saw at bpp after school? it made me very happy, that's all i'll say. and no comments on my blog.



inventory of injuries:
bruised ribs (courtesy of *ahem*)
jolted knee (my own fault. fencing, darling)
strained muscle (yes, my own fault too, not woking out. i mean, what WAS i thinking?)
aching arm (okay, that was the injection.)

so, ouch much? no one touch my left arm tomorrow. it shall be extrememly tender and the offender may well suffer for that.



*sniffle* ohmygod zombie loan is nice. in the last episode shito was like (to the golem) "some of your hair and skin is melted, but its okay, it'll grow back. i'll take you home, teach you words, then you can go to school." *melts* and then nogi shoots, and shito is all "hey, you, wake up." i hope they have a second season.
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i have a totally darling new bag ahahahahaha. <3s
shopping prevents dementia in old people. more helpful then mahjong apparently. lets have gambling in the chalet! i can teach maria to play hearts :D or blackjack. must bring money! then i can have income. if not i'm broke for the rest of the month(maybe year, considering the amount i spend on holiday). which isn't that many days, but still. skating lesso9ns satrt on 7 november :D and my knee still hurts. ohno.

Labels: music and lyrics

alisa is currently mugging for her dreaded eoys, and thus shall be most likely boring. thou shalt mug for exams. skating boots are unlikely >< shall not give up on my bimbo items. got the flats for an early christmas present! need another course? hope not

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