{ Friday, October 07, 2005
it's about to be a, girl fight!
once upon a time,
there were a group of girls.
let's just call them the mini meanies.
they thought they were the epitome of cool.
probably thought that yellow roxy bags were cool too....but that's besides the point.
so everyday they'll walk as if they owned the world.
when they walked, the wind blew.
but no, their cloaks did not billow out like in cool movies.their skirts just flew up.
their hair blew backwards in shampoo-advertisement way, then with that carefully timed and performed flick of the head which sent their hair cascading beautifully down their shoulders,
they would then sit down at the canteen table,
most probably hoping they were the centre of attraction.
but then hey!
who would come along but the exciting eleven!
they decided to sit at their usual spot in the canteen.
however, the mini meanies had occupied some of their spot.
nevertheless, the exciting eleven know that canteen is for everyone, and share the space.
they had a very nice chat of their exciting adventures.
the mini meanies decide gosh these people are actually quite cool and use their handphones to try and sneak a shot.
however, the exciting eleven are not called the exciting eleven for nothing.
they can only have eleven members so any efforts to infiltrate and attain an exciting status will be futile.
the exciting eleven pretend not to notice the photo taking, (even though they could most probably sue) and continue with their chat.
then for reasons unknown to the exciting eleven,
(perhaps they're jealous?)
mini meanies brought over a prefect-in-trng (PIT) to sit with them.
the exciting eleven were so engaged in their chat that they didn't get up from their seats.
afterall, they had no lessons to attend.
the mini meanies didn't seem to want to leave too.
but they had oh-so-hated pathetic lessons to attend,
so with another beautiful flick of hair, and a batting of eyelids in the perfectly executed turning of heads to swish the hair, they left.
yet for another reason unknown to the exciting eleven, the PIT remained at the main canteen entrance with a notebook in hand.
the exciting elevent then decide to create a semblance of an adventure,
and ran up the side steps out of the canteen.
school ended.
the mini meanies had to cross the road to get out of school.
however, being cool, they decided to jay walk.
the security guard called out to them to warn them.
but being too cool to listen, mini meanies once again,
with a perfectly executed toss of their heads, and flick of their hair, and batting of eyelids....
but this time, the wind was not in their favour.
their beautiful hair flew into their faces instead and they shrieked!
and yelled!
and wrestled with their hair to get it off their faces.
there was a PPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.
a screech of tyres,
and sadly, a BANG.
the mini meanies were no more.
moral of the story?
don't try to be exciting and look for an adventure when there is non.
you'll come to a hairy end.
p.s. this story is purely fictional. any resemblance whatsoever to events, or anyone dead or alive, is purely coincidental.
`SAYYOULOVEME.;
6:52 PM
