exquisite extremes
Another picture from Down Under. This was our canoe. I know the tree (on the left) looks fake AND I HONESTLY CANNOT FATHOM WHY! Maybe my digital camera's like.. screwed up.
Tennis yesterday, tennis today, tennis tomorrow. Today I had one hour at night with my brother, who was itching to get back to tennis. The Spex coach from yesterday saw me and was like, "Eh yesterday never play enough ah!!!!!" then he returned to slaying his student.
I HATE IT WHEN THE REALITY THAT GUYS HAVE SO MUCH MORE STRENGTH THAN GIRLS KICKS ME IN THE FACE.
My brother hasnt played in how many freaking years since being on the RI team and he still has power in his serve, miraculously, although everything's out.
In fact, he even has a SECOND SERVE. A pretty spin thing. I was surprised he remembered how to. And his first serve is relatively fast, but the action very ugly.
Kind of like roddick's. Squat-stick-butt-out-hand-up-smack.
I beat him in the (very long) tiebreak we played though. We kind of gave up with overhead services halfway (too many double-faults) and had to resort to underhand service.
We lost two out of our six balls.
Better than the four out of seven I lost once.
This morning, I woke up, sneezed, rubbed my nose and stopped almost immediately to grab at my nose and mouth, "FUCK!!!"
That was how badly sunburnt I was from tennis yesterday.
This morning, I walked downstairs with a sore nose and realised Rebekah and Perlyn were already seated at my dining table drinking with straws out of tall glasses nodding sleepily along to my brother who was trying hard to drill physics into their heads.
And this morning I realised that I still had $90 worth of SNFiesta tickets to sell. The effect on me was very much like.. running headlong into a wall.
Speaking of walls:
rebekah: if i had one eye covered I wouldnt be able to walk straight.
perlyn: yeah ME TOO!!!!! And i'd walk straight into a wall.
rebekah: then i'd back away from the wall and say indignantly, "BUT THE WALL IS THERE!!!" *points to a distance away*
... I cant for the life of Orio make that funny.
This was how my brother insulted our chinese project:
me: KOR! *holds up chinese project board* Does this look like a cellphone? :DDDDD (A/N: oh god i just rubbed my nose again subconciously and OH MY GOD THE PAIN IS KILLING ME RIGHT NOW RIGHT THIS INSTANT SOMEONE CHOP OFF MY NOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!)
brother: ..... nope.
me: >:(((!!!!
brother: and do you know why?
me: ... why?
brother: because your antenna's on the left. and a cellphone's antenna's on the...... RIGHT SIDE!
me: ....................
brother: hAH! HAH! HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA HA!!!!
me: ....................
I am once again going to attend art lessons in school tomorrow and get wasted. But for fun, I shall bring the camera anyway. Just in case.
26022006; 09:44pm
