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We were at downtown east, there was this ride whereby you sit on the 8-shaped float and it was supposed to go down on an U-shaped slide? You know you know! Cause I'm a loser when it comes to height stuffs and Sam knows it and I thought he wanna play it so I decided to be like 'Alright la, I'll just do it.' But he was like 'Nah, I don't want to play.' That was our second time to Wildwild wet tgt and the first time was with a couple of my friends and Sam was alr crushing on me (hehehe!) He kept telling me that ride was superb shiok at that time.
V:
EH you wanna play then play la!
S:
Nah, I don't want.
V:
You scared huh? (Trying to chide him and play)
S:
S:
Yeah I am.
V:
HUH. But last time you played, you kept telling me how shiok it was! ORH, is it because you last time like me and you want to act one man and not scared so you played.
S:
Yeah (Gives shy face : DAMN CUTE OKAY)
-Outside of the Wild Wild Wet, a very happy and smiling me-
S:
Actually, I'm not scared la. I know you scared so I decided never mind, I decided not to play it.
WAH I SWEAR MY FACE JUST CHANGE.
P.S. Last 72 hours with the boyf just caused me having withdrawal symptoms of chalet.
Referencing, I'm SamSick. Super.
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Just came back for Chalet and had finished sleeping like a log (will. not. say. pig.) after collapsing in my bed like 5 hours ago. Because I kept thinking about the fleamarket in St. James which is rlly stupid considering that I'd spent $4xx this past 3 days. And... Baby couldn't accompany me because he is currently eating at his grandma's house like. a. pig. (HA) AH CHALETTTTTTTT, will so love to blog it but im just a little grumpy with the little pictures I have. Apparently, too many drunk people can't operate a DSLR in their midst of grabbing asses suspiciously claiming they thought it was liquor bottles. Hehehe was not a victim because my knight in Bossini shirt and bilabong boardshorts saved me. :> Anyw baby, hope you loved everything I'd planned.
Will blog soon, still hesitating about St. James. ): Decided not to go then.
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