Wednesday, August 30, 2006

First, we miss Clit to support Sirin in her Robotics com.
I wear her blink shirt and prepare to shout GO SIRIN.

Alas, WE ARE NOT ALLOWED INTO THE ROOM!
So we sit in the lecture hall and wait.
Quote Sirin- 'Some guys are nerdy cute'
Qoute Sarah- ' Look at the Pai Kia boys down there.
the one with the wrong side cap and he one with spiky hair'

Understand that i am SO damn sick of the Science Center.

We see a boy with super short squarish pants walk in.
We also see a girl going, WE HAVE TO WEAR THE WINGS!
And they pin the super small paper thingys onto themselves.

I laugh so much i want to die.

But i got crappy cause we had to wait SO FRIGGIN loong.
With NOTHING to do in the stupid S.Center.
So we worry about our shite report cards.

Then Angel, Cara and me were sitting at the steps,
happily MINDING OUR OWN BUSINESS, eating Macs,
when this teacher from, uh, liseng or something,
goes, girls. PLEASE sit properly, sorry sorry.

I go, please, is it any of your business?

I was joking. I go, Uhh.
I spread my legs out and sit obscenely when she looks at us again.
She gives us that LOOK but keeps her mouth shut.
Whatever.


I fall asleep in the bus and Cheryl wakes me up by burping,
REALLY loud, into my ear.
They prank HuiMin to see if she wants to star in a porn show.
Its stupid. Heh.


AND THEN. OMG.
After track, Nette says,
Mich say someone in Gym broke her arm.

Oh, okay.

Its someone small, she says.

OMG. ITS CARA. I think.
OMG ITS CARA. I say.

I fumble for my phone and call her.
Not answering.

Mich says its Cara, reports Nette.

OMG WTF? I try to call Cara again. No answer.
Mich comes down and reports what happened.


She was jumping on the tramp, you know her jumps
are super high, and suddenly CRACK and she bent her arm.

THEN SHE WAS SREAMING AND YELLING AND SHE WAS
SO HORRIBLY SCARED. -Mich.


I tell you, i wanted to hit her. BAD.
Exagerater.
I got damn depressed.
Then i see the other Gym girls. Tiff and Nel ectect.
Tiff goes, OMG AMANDA, YOU KNOW CARA....

I ignore her. I am too shocked.
I have this super blank face and i look like crap.
They run after me.
WHY YOU IGNORE MEEE AMANDAA. Goes Tiff.
I say. Oh. Sorry.

They see my face and go, OMG! SHES OKAY! CARAS OKAY!
REALLY! And you know what? I start crying.

And they go like, DONT CRY DONT CRY.
And i laugh. I am so pathetic until i dont know why i cry.
I am becoming those siaosiao people who cry for nothing.

I stop crying and feel stupid.
Tiff says, LAUGH! And i laugh. They are nice. In that way.

I walk home and it starts to pour, like
REALLY HEAVY. I get drenched from head to toe.
I feel kinda good.

I call Cara again. Still not answering.
Will try later.

I am cold and drenched. I am going to get sick.
Bathe, then shall go practice guitar.

Whoops, I wet the chair.


SOMETHING BOUT THE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT.
SOMETHING BOUT THE WAY THAT
THE WAY I CANT MY EYES OFF YOU.

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