TRAINING AT VJC ON MONDAY.

We ran from vjc to east coast park. Joy.
Had to run the stupid overhead bridge, which was obviously uphill, nice.
I got a serious stitch 1/4 of the way cos i drank to much water.
WAHA. damn smart, i know.
Ran past a group of children

Anisa: HEYY CHILDRENN!
Lydia: omg, -pants- he-helloo..chil-children. -dies- (well, almost)
Anisa: smiles.
Lydia: -.-

But, i still made it without dying hoho.
Then, because the field was under renovation, we went to the basketball court to play games.
(:
Had to grab people and try to pull away other people from each other in the shortest amount of time. hoho.
Zoe was pulling my leg and i had to hold on to sallys hand for dear life.
&softballers got groped (:
Tragic.

And another game, which involved taking off your shoes and throwing them at each other.
It was raining socks and shoes.
literally.
Well, not much socks, more of shoes.
I got hit by a good 3 or more shoes o.o
Once again, tragic.

Calypso chronicles are getting into my head.
With its perfect english and english slang.
"Yaaah, totally tragic daarling. "
Somehow, girls' lives in a boarding school, drinking booze and smoking fags, with quite a few bitches and princes screwing up their lives intrests me. Maybe it's because Prince Freddie is a good kisser (:
Reading it at the busstop, on the bus, walking and on my bed isn't such a good idea ey?
Which also explains why i finished reading it in 3 days.

Book1 : Pulling princes [finished!]
Book2: Stealing princes [finished!]
Book3: Dueling princes ( By dueling, i mean fencing) [reading]
Book4: Dumping princes [still on the way from the US :) ]

Maybe,
one day i'll pull my prince charming too.