The right kind of phrase: Long post ahead

I am proud to declare:

I Am A Survivor Of DHS's First Movie Marathon
... Heh

Wooh, yes. After rigorous training that involved me being vengeful and craving revenge and my blood boiling, we bathed in school, ate dinner in school and went off happy kids to the movie marathon! Yes, I'm a highly dangerous person on court. It's like there's a fire within me and I like roar in frustration or just furiously jump as if there's fire on the ground, like you know, stamping? Many times I really feel like giving the finger or any hand gestures to show how annoyed I really am, but self-restraint's the key. I don't know what will happen to me when I lose the key.

I feel myself reverting back to the pre-Zonals when I'd get very upset over volleyball be it with myself or the spirit and I cry :( Almost did that day. Poof but there are some things that have to be taken into stride. Chew some more gum gum I'd turn you into a dum dum (Spoof from Night at the Museum, more on that later) Hate you.

I think Alson and Nicholas are a bit scared off by me about my views on suicide in class before training. Oops, sorry I'm still a pretty normal girl. When I said: Beware, I could be very dangerous I could almost see them nodding furiously in a little action bubble above their heads. Ha ha!

So, movie marathon was a blast. Watched Night at the Museum (Super funny, one of the funniest shows!) And the responsive audience doesn't hurt one bit. Then, chose to watch National Treasure even if I had watched it twice. Nice too. M says it's the nicest show she has watched. The Ring next, it was not really scare and I think the 2 girls in front of me worshipped me for being brave. I gave them like retells of the parts they missed. Like..

Girls: Covers eyes and buries head into their knees

*Audience screams*

Girls: (Turn behind) What happened what happened!
Me: Oh nothing really scary lah she just hugged the skeleton

Am proud of myself, HA! And the last show was Remember the Titans. Survived 25 hours without sleep with training thrown in. Yay. But the MM is further proof of how kiasu Singaporeans are, people running with all their stuff from one LT to another just to chope seats. Me and Cherie just let Mel and Shiying the professionals do the squeezing.

Shiying was funny, love her! Kept taunting her and at the last show she just ate and slept all the way. Almost burned my throat with her soup while attempting to keep awake.

And someone farted in their sleep in the last show. Anyway came home and slept 10 hours :D Good un-labour Labour Day.

Anyway, Agnes' Sixteen pictures! (We sang Happy Birthday, cut the cake, take group photo by the roadside)