To write love on your arms.

I just took a shower and got back from cheer practice in school today. Ugh, everyone only cheered till 12pm, but the seniors and a few helpers stayed back to do the pomps till about 3pm. I think I just about broke my back, hunched over the stupid strips of crepe paper. A day in life of Nasri Siru ;) Hahaha.

Nothing like, broken backs, 5 hours of cheer, sweaty jerseys, flip flops, corney dogs, root beer and a bunch of friends with a radioooo :D

I wanted peeekktureess! But no one took their camera, though Tiff had a few weird, retarded looking shots of my front hand springs and round-offs, but I took good shots of the boys and Sara's toe touches ;)

Which reminds me....

I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY ALMOST MASTERED MY FRONT HAND SPRINGS AND SINGLE HANDED ROUND-OFFS! GAH. Proudness ;)

But I'm only doing round-offs for the routine, but WHO CARES. SUCCESS BAYBEH.

I swear, Lawrence and Jia Lun are the cutest things next to Sara. 'Specially when they start doing Single Ladies, or their faces after bad jumps or tumbles LOL. SO CUUUTEEEEEE.

Anyway, I was thinking of auditioning for Cats. But instead, when I got there, I learnt the dance from Sarah Nadira in 2 minutes and had to teach close to 60 people with Sara Melissa haha.

And now, I'm 'artistic director' next to Victor! :D So we're designing the stage sets and everything, the background, the props. I'm not sure if I should do it, seeing that it's SPM year, but it's senior year!

Plus deco -.- OH MY EFFING WTF GODDESS OF SEX. I feel so study deprived, sports day is eating my life. I've been so busy painting the effing huge banner for school with 'zalea, Bob, Zoe and Yen In, which are all from green house -.- Harhar. I've been skpping classes D: My work's piling up.

Okay, anyway.

Strips to cut, poms to make. Cross fingers. 6 more to lay down and snip.

Ugh.

Toodleloodidum.

PS: You've seemed to stop running through my mind lately.

It's like you're the kind of temptation I'm beginning to stop resisting.

I can't tell if it's good or bad.

But all I know is that things like these throw me off balance.

I either free fall or stand my ground, but I can't pick from right or wrong.

Well, are you worth my heartache?

Then what is.

I called you and I tried to find a reason to why I did it.

Till I realized that I had none other than to hear you.

Mutter a few syllables.

Muffle a few laughs.

And hear the silent noise after you hang up.

Tralala.

This is my fourth post this week.

I must be bored shitless.

Don't you be using every minute on makin' a living.

I like the way you crinkle your eyes. And do the silliest things to get my attention. I like the way you divert conversations so quickly, hopping from topic to topic. I like the way you make up cute words to describe what you were going through. I like the way you cock your head to one side, or the most adorable way you smile. I like the way you handle your pencil, and can't decide which hand you'd like to write with.

I'd like to imagine those very fingers between mine. I'd like to know what it's like to be so close to you, inches away from hugs, desperate grasps, and the most intimate of kisses. I'd like to imagine the smell of your hair, and guess the songs that are playing on your iPod, or read Letters to Crushes and imagine if you were writing them anonymously to me.

I'm addicted, to the things you say, to the things you do, cliche as it sounds.

You're a perfect mess, a comfortable surprise.

Remember my list of things?

I didn't tell you, but you're on it.

Just breathe.

His scribbles lay over her heart like pebbles washed from the sea.

She traces her fingers over his curly, cursive writing. The squiggles, the strike outs so dark that the words beneath couldn't be read. She felt the dog-eared paper crumple under her fingers. His words. The things he couldn't bring himself to say.

That's that kind of emptiness that comes crashing in.

It's either love or hate.

I can't find any in betweens.

cheerness on saturdays.

In the arms of an angel.

School has been mind numbingly, pain stalkingly filled to brim with activities for sports day. Let's seee.

So far I haaave...

1. Done a sketch of Agyness Deyn, but it sucks cause it doesn't look like her.
2. Started on Jack Sparrow.
3. Choreoed a few dances for cheer! Yay, the beginning is coming together.
4. Humiliated Alex Oh and his kotek.
5. Humiliated Farah Melissa and her smelly pits.
6. Finished the entire cheer costume with one design. (ACHIEVEMENT OF THE YEAR.)
7. Kept up with all my homework so far.
8. Less drama= less problems
9. Juggling facebook, cheer, dance, and homework pretty well.
10.Not piss a teacher off :)

What I haven't done.

1. Finish of the Toruk Macto for the scoreboard for blue.
2. See if the damn tailor gets the costumes right this year.
3. Cut the stupid school skirt that is just about killing me. I already folded the waist 4 times and it's still longer than my knees.
4. GET A KURUNG SKIRT ASAP WHEN I HAVE THE MONEY.
5. Wrote a piece I would be extremely proud of.
6. Have a day out with the gang and Dem's before she leaves.
7. HAVE THE SKETCH DAY WITH DEMIE WHEMY BEFORE SHE LEAVES.
8. Decide a song for Paramount, and dance, and songwriting.

UGH SUGGESTIONS FOR THE 60's? D:

1. Jailhouse Rock- Elvis (acoustic cover? PETER!)
2. I GOT CHHYYIIILLLSSSS
3. Anything by Michael Jackson but I doubt it's under 'The 60's'

ANYHOOOOZZEERRRSS.

The crew's got gigs coming up. I just realized.

Jaycee, Jasmine, Nasri - Green house.
Nicole - Blue house.
Arya - Yellow house.
Shaun - used to be in Red house.

:) teehee.

We've gotta recruit new members baybeh :D Our numbers have depleted D:

Anywaaay, the gigs.

1. Paramount opening.
2. Open day.
3. Jennis's IU day.
4. The March Gig? lool.

OKAY REALLY GOTTA GO, SORRY IF IT'S SO LONG.

HAAPPPYY BIRTTHDAAAY ELLEEEENNAAAA I LLOOVVEE YOUU!!! SSOOOORRRYYY I CCOOULLDDNN'TT GOO TOOO YOOOUURRR BBIIRTTTHHDAAAY!

Lovin' That Luis.

Men In Tutus were actually pretty awesome.

Teehee.

Sorry Shaun and Ryan, that you guys weren't there with us.

You wouldda loved them.

:)

347. Zombies.

Damn cute.

Wordpressers, anybody? :)

Click click :)

346. Avatar crazy.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

http://solarshine.deviantart.com/art/My-Na-vi-Avatar-146949964

Crazy edit of a Na'vi! Awesome.

Don't you wish you could do that? :)

Hahaha.

Avatar is the sex.

345. God really hates me this year.

Life, you have been a whole lot of things lately.

But I wouldn't say WONDERFUL was one of 'em.

On another note, classes are okay now that Nads is here. The PandaManda is sitting behind me, cute as he is. Azalea's sitting in front with Ryan and Ho.T.T. Nas is sitting gile far away like, wtf what are you doing there? There goes all the secret sharing and all ):

Arif sits behind Nasri.

Quote: 'I'm going to stop ejeking the teachers cause surely I'll fail something one.' Unquote :p gile funny.

I want Sugu as homeroom ): Or Ms. Anjali. I missed them both, haha. Btw, Sathia shaved his beard and stopped wearing the turban WOAH :O We have 9 indian teachers! Moral, BM, English, Science, Econs, Perdagangan, PE, Maths, and Sejarah :p Haha.

Other than that, nothing special. My locker stinks like (quote Azalea: like someone puked in it and forgot to clean and used tissue papers instead, unquote.) -.- Ew. I personally think it's just the boys and their unwashed, unpressed school shirts and smelly football boots.

Speaking of shirts, DEMIE WHEMY GAVE ME HER KURUNG :D Total, sheer ecstasy. Haha. Eff the school uniform.

Anyhoozers, signing off. I'm being nanananananagged.

Toodleloo.

345. And I have found that someone in you.

I don’t know but

I think I maybe

Fallin’ for you

Dropping so quickly

Maybe I should

Keep this to myself

Waiting ’til I

Know you better

I am trying

Not to tell you

But I want to

I’m scared of what you’ll say

So I’m hiding what I’m feeling

But I’m tired of

Holding this inside my head

I’ve been spending all my time

Just thinking about you

I don’t know what to do

I think I’m fallin’ for you

I’ve been waiting all my life

And now I found you

I don’t know what to do

I think I’m fallin’ for you