I'm feeling sexy and free
Like glitters raining on me
life has been nothing but awesome the past week. i would be prancing around on my bed singing if im high on alcohol like some girls at timbre just now, who were dancing with the pole used to prop the tent up. just came back from bg outing and it was nice catching up, though mostly we talked about the same ole same ole camps and sps and rag.
on a side note, im having this really weird stomach cramp right now, probably because i had a really early dinner on the plane + a little alcohol, and im feeling really hungry and bloated at the same time. does this even make sense?
BIZ CAMP.
biz camp was fun. i enjoyed the day out at sentosa the most. there was lots and lots of running involved throughout camp. our t-shirt is thor-rific! our cheer went real bad bleagh. zouk on the last night, we left early.
night 2 was crazy. met kr campmates and we talked till aboout 2am, before heading back to our rooms. felt hungry (why do i always feel hungry at night ._.) and ate the snacks in the goodie bag till about 215, prepared for bed, and was awoken at 230am because of the fire alarm, which was soooooooo shrilll and it didnt even go off until about half an hour later. and i didnt even know if we were supposed to fall in or not. after trying to sleep, was awoken again at 430am by our facil and boy i was so sleepy. there was this whole thing we had to go through and i slept my way through it, going through the motions only. and then night 3 was non-existent because we were up practicing for cheer fight so i was pretty much brain dead by the time camp broke.
had the post-camp hangover thingum again which i slept till 10am, woke up, slept till lunch, woke up for lunch, slept right after lunch, woke up for dinner, pack for bangkok trip, relax~. these camp hangovers make me feel so disoriented man, i wake up and i re-read my messages and i dont even know when and what im sending them.
BKK.
it was really chill. i went with my mom and grandma. didnt do much shopping because the clothing are mainly chiffony sheer lousy material and my mom hates lousy material. bangkok girls are frigging skinny, the clothes i buy are like size L, i feel so ashamed. especially for pants. my butt's humongous :( i die a little more inside whenever i put on the pants/ skirts with that L in my face. there was this really rowdy family next to me when i was at the airport departure checkpoint. the girl was around 13/ 14 yo and she was wailing and shouting so loudly about something. then after that she was also next to me at the place where you pass your passport to the counter person and they clear you for entrance; instead of handling her passport, she placed her 4 packets of food, dripping with chilli and oil and sauce, her windbreaker at the counter and starting shouting at the lady. then the lady was "may i have your passport?" then she handed her four passports and scolded the lady for being so slow and demanded her to hurry up. and the lady scolded her hahahahaha but woah this teenager way too rude, too rude. idek man, calling her a teenager sounds funny too, cos she was so juvenile :S foot stomping and all.
ok anyway i guess i'll be going to sleep off this cramp of mine now~