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?