two more days till i'm an official teenager. and how exactly am i celebrating it? by bungee jumping off four stories and doing this awesome Zipline in Sentosa. again. you know, to symbolize that you are...well, old enough to bungee jump. and Whiz over an island on a cable.
and guess what, my folks allowed me to have a sleepover, so Tammy, Chloe, Acacia, and i (Ginfang has dance CCA next morning so she can't make it) would be spending the night, camping in my living room.
and no, we are NOT going to have pillow fights.
and we are NOT going to be painting each other's nails or something.
and we are NOT going to be talking about 'Martians' like they do in the movies. ( get it? like as in that book, men are from mars, women are from venus thing? get it now?)
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| i can't believe i'm gonna watch this. on my birthday. |
and on the cover of the disc is this clown face that looks demented to tell you the truth,
now, retarded killer clown faces are what you might expect from your average thriller, so to counteract the scary-ness of it all so that we don't freak ourselves out at night, i've devised the counter react plan, and that is by watching night of the museum 2.
you know, that show that almost made me wet myself in the cinema and got me kneeling down on the floor( it's true)
but chloe thinks otherwise, and that comedies actually cause you nightmares. she said that if you laugh too hard you'll get nightmares.
what utter wubbish is that?!
and so her plan was to watch the show VanHelsing. ok, first off,
how does watching a vampire slayer slay vampires make you forget about killer clowns?
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