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Saturday, February 6, 2010,6:13 AM

Consistent Inconsistency

I'm craving coffee!

So she's really pretty, but don't you think the raccoon eyes kinda make her resemble a psychotic bitchfromhell on the phone with her best friend (who's presumably also a crazy bitchfromhell) scheming the takedown of her latest victim? ('Cause I do. Especially when the picture's blown up!)

But she IS pretty.

Gorgeous wedges!!!!!!

I just booped noses with my baby cousin Cedric.

Me: Let's boop noses!

Him: -unintelligible baby sounds-

Me: Y'know, when my nose touches your nose?

Him: -more unintelligible baby sounds-

Him: (BOOPS MY NOSE!)

I want to eat him up!

Eat him up eathimupeathimupeathimup.

While I'm at it, I want to eat that up too.

Week five of school was something like a slap in the face!

Failing the third chinese common test of the year AND screwing up the fourth (and the first, and the second, so basically, every one) is SO not fun.

Tuesday was gooooood, though! I was doing near-perfect imitations of sexy Paul and his sexy guitar! Michelle was being Martin, Natasha was Bryan, Jo was a fangirl, and Delia was security(HAHA) but Paul trumps everybody.

Just saying.

PAUL! (that's him in Resort World Sentosa's ballroom, baby!) -heart thuds faster-

Still. Can't. Believe. I. Saw. Paul. DiGiovanni.

I breathed the air he breathed!

BOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLS

I'm spazzing out again! Let's order BLG hoodies, michelleeeeee!

This calls for a Paul Picture Spam, but I'd rather dedicate an entire post to his electrifying sexiness so that'll just have to wait.

PAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAUL

Anyway, friday's training was dead boring match-wise, but there was lots of drama bee-wise! This crazyass bee had a fetish for Abi's stripey black and yellow (self-explanatory) stick and kept hovering around, scaring everybody shitless!

And it rained so we squeezed under the shelter and had a couple of gos at Tarzan The Monkey Man. A REALLY bad idea, courtesy of (surprise, surprise) michelle.

Yeah, all fifty/sixty of us actually sat around playing stupid Tarzan The Monkey Man while the pitch, which costs fifty bucks for the two hour booking, was just lying there!

TARZAN THE MONKEY MAN!

It was like first grade all over again! So anyway, the Tarzan rounds didn't turn out so well.(duh)

Then when the rain slowed to a drizzle our B div took on RI's C div.

It was pretty exhilarating at first but then we weren't allowed to cheer for undisclosed reasons so the excitement died off little by little)): The only source of entertainment(not a very good source, either) were these group of beng hockey players who had matching girl backpacks and sat on the bleachers with us and kept cheering for our school, godknowswhy.

And the RI guys weren't gentlemanly at all. Our seniors really let rip about them after the match ended, it was SO hilarious!

OH, HAPPY FOURTEENTH, AMANDA! loveloveloveloveloveyou!

After that I went with delia to cheers to pick up some food to eat on-the-go! And then delia, being delia, tried tricking me into believing Joanna's mom used to date Jesse McCartney's dad(-.-) and I ACTUALLY BELIEVED HER! Although, in my defence, delia can be an occasional good liar!

And I only believed her for all of five seconds, okay! >:/

Then we started on a laughing spree because of my expression, which delia thought was side-splitting and D huffily told this guy who was throwing her indiscreet That Chick Is Probably On Crack looks that she was 'not weird!' which made us laugh even harder!

THEN I had a klutz moment and dropped everything at the checkout counter and total strangers thought delia wasn't wearing any pants because her shirt was pulled down really low. We cracked up like HYENAS!

I'm going to paint my nails now!

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