Say It Again

Say It Again

The thing about love,
Is I never saw it coming,
It kinda crept up,
And took me by surprise,
And now there’s a voice inside my heart,
That’s got me wondering,
Is this true,
I want to hear it one more time,
Move in a little closer,
Take it to a whisper,
Just a little louder...
I didn't go to school today. Stayed home and slept in. Woke up a little later because Naz called and said that we'd booked the Bukit Jalil Golf and Country Club tennis courts for 10. I had twenty minutes to get ready, so had my bath and got dressed just as the black Gen2 pulled up outside my house. Painted my thumbnail black on the way. Last night, I'd seen pictures of Amelie when she smacked her tennis ball into some girl by the side of the courts, so I was kinda hyper and doing just that. Naz and I played singles for a while, just volleying the ball back and forth until Lesley and Alisa showed up all the way from Puchong and we decided to play doubles. It was kinda hard to hit the ball at Alisa since she's pretty damn good, so I gave up and made this new type of tennis, which I christened Momotennis (very creative, I know). So, Momotennis works like this:
You get 50 points when you serve at your doubles partner.
You get 25 points when you hit the ball bucket so that it falls during practice.
You get 20 points when you hit the opponent.
You get no points when you volley or smash from a close distance.
Say it again for me,
Cause I love the way it feels,
When you are telling me that I'm,
The only one who blows your mind,
Say it again for me,
It’s like the whole world stops to listen,
When you tell me you’re in love,
Say it again.
Naz got fed up since I kept hitting that dumbfuck with tennis balls. Jesus, it was so much fun. I laughed my ass off and Alisa was like, "Steph! What the fuck?!" They should seriously consider making Momotennis an Olympic sport. I'd bring home the gold medal. So today, I earned 50 points by hitting Naz (my doubles partner) when I was serving and Lesley (my opponent) didn't get any points when she volleyed from less than a meter at my leg. All the little old ladies who were walking outside the tennis courts kept looking at us like we'd gone crazy. Also the golfer guys who have noting better to do on a Friday morning. And the little kids who'd come to BJGCC to go swimming. Hahahaha, we scare little kids!
Thing about you,
Is you know just how to get me,
You talk about us,
Like there’s no end in sight,
The thing about me is that I really want to let you,
Open that door and walk into my life,
Move in a little closer,
Take it to a whisper,
Just a little louder...
Anyway, tennis with Alisa, Lesley and Naz went something like this.
ME: *hits the ball at Naz and yells into an imaginary phone* Yes! I WILL take the Billabong endorsements, thank you! *ducks away from Lesley's backhand* And I agree to take Amelie Mauresmo to the WTA awards thingy. *hits a forehand at Alisa* Oh, yeah, not forgetting to thank Motorola for their Motokrazr! *runs away from Naz's groundstroke* Whoa! Motherfucker!
ALISA: *shakes head* Is she on drugs?
NAZ: You really want to know? *dodges away from Lesley's shot* Ohmygod. What the fuck?
Whee. Fun times, people. REALLY fun. I feel VIOLENT... Anyone who wants to play Momotennis with me, feel free to let me know, yeah? I'll bring you.
Say it again for me,
Cause I love the way it feels,
When you are telling me that I’m,
The only one who blows your mind,
Say it again for me,
It’s like the whole world stops to listen,
When you tell me you’re in love.
I'm back home now and I need a shower. Whoa. You could kill a rhinoceros with the smell that's coming off my pits. Meeting Carmen for lunch because I love her too (almost as much as I love Amelie Mauresmo), then I have my English Literature and Bible Knowledge homework to finish. I've been slacking on the Bible Knowledge work. Amyy and the Bunwoman (a.k.a. The Queens of the Jungle) came over yesterday, as you can see from the previous post. Amyy had a smackdown with this annoying form 2 brat, Tamara Nathan on Wednesday over spelling the word "guess". Mz Tamara, being the smart girl she is, spelled it as "guese", not once, but TWICE and she was quite a bitch to us about it. Yesterday, though, she came and apologized to me and told me to say sorry to Amyy as well. I'll admit though, that I can be a major bitch, and it takes guts to say sorry to me. Still, I don't have to like you, Mz Queenofthejungle!
And it feels like it’s the first time,
That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain,
And never in my whole life,
Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name.
Okay. I officially hate Mrs Tan, 4 Gemilang's English teacher, and I hate Muhd. Amir Amali. Why the hell do you have to be such a goddamn faggot? I know it takes balls to own up to sometjing that you did wrong, but I managed to own up about the "Ruindra Sivanarul-Celeste Tioh" thing. Why can't you say that it was your damn mistake instead of throwing all of us, who did NOTHING wrong, into the fire with you? I can't believe I was stupid enough to trust you, you bloody fucking fag. I swear, I'll fuck your boyfriend/girlfriend (since you're not even brave enoygh to admit that you're gay) and take pictures just to spite you. As for Mrs Tan, to quote one of my favourite t-shirts, go buck a fuffalo, bitch. Nobody likes you.
Say it again for me,
Cause I love the way it feels,
When you are telling me that I’m,
The only one who blows your mind,
Say it again for me,
It’s like the whole world stops to listen,
When you tell me you’re in love,
Say it again.
On a lighter note, hahahahahaha, you said you love me. YOU love me. You LOVE me. You love ME. And guess what? I love you, too. Like, a lot. *big smile*
When you tell me you’re in love,
Say it again.

Love (lots of it except to Mrs Tan and la faggot),
Steph