okay i got about a trillionmillionbillion things to talk about. but im just gonna wrap things up.
last week, our class, 11.2 went on a farewell trip to ancol. saturday, we arrived @ school at about 8pm, and arrived at dufan at 10pm maybe? i kinda forgot. anyways, there was many firsts at dufan there, it was the first time many of us rode tornado (not me though, i've tasted dufan inside and out :p) oh and we watched the x-men stuntmen show. and there was pyrotechnics. i didnt expect any explosions since it was indoors. cool. overall rating: 8/10. surprisingly, dufan wasn't too crowded that day!
we rode most of the rides at about 4pm, and we busted out to head to putri duyung cottages. some of us walked, and some of us got in a car. at the cottage, we watched TAKE ME OUT INDONESIA -_- but it's fun when you watching it with 18 people :D then there was the soccer match between germany-russia. here, you can see the difference between guys and girls. the guys were like "dang dude, podolski's pass was friggin' awesome" and the girls were like "OHMYGOOD HE IS SOOOO CUTEE!!" we are teenagers. and we love junk food. loads of it. so we end up with 6 or 5 (?) i kinda forgot how many large pizzas we had in 15 minutes. yes. that is what we call "lebay". but no. we literally finished all those pizzas in about 15 minutes.
i did not sleep. there was too many mosquitoes, and some of the guys were playing Winning Eleven all night with super loud ipod music. jeez. so me, tiff, domi, teh, and amo went outside and took a walk until 5am -_- back in, we finally got some sleep. for about 1 hour only. for our breakfast, the girls took the coupons and ate BUFFET. A FRIGGIN BUFFET WHILE THE BOYS ONLY HAD UNDERCOOKED POP MIE (yes, undercooked. some of it was still crunchy. dang.)
on my way home, i realized. I LEFT MY CAMERA. MY FUCKING CAMERA OH MY GODDD. but i stayed cal. too calm exactly. i wasn't worried at all cause some of the boys were still at the cottages. so, i went home and slept for about 18 hours straight. the next day, i still hasnt got my camera. and i started to worry. cause my friends didn't know a thing about it. tuesday, i wasnt at school, i got a bit of fever, and we had to leave for camping on wednesday. so i stayed home to rest. that morning, i told my old man that i lost my camera. and he was effing pissed. he was like soo frustrated. but later that afternoon, mamat came to my house to give me back my CD that he borrowed. after a bit of chatting, i went outside to accompany him. there, he told me to see his car. and when he opened the door, JENG JENG. MY CAMERA WAS THERE OHMYGOSHHH!!!! i pushed mamat while saying "ANJING LU MAAAATTTT GUE UDAH DIMARAIN ABIS2AN GATAUNYA KAMERANYA DI ELU NYETTTT" yes, i was punk'd. so asap, i uploaded the pics and 11.2 apologized for the punk'd. but that made the farewell even more memorable and unforgettable.
wellllll, that wasn't much of a wrap. but i was too excited to tell you about it. so, who cares!?
friends forever, it may be a cliché, but we are friends for ever, and our bonds are unbreakable.
i love you eleven two.
Pacifica
Stratocaster
