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•Tuesday, November 18, 2008•

class barbecue!

YAY i have my pictures. thank you wanjiun. i didn't want to post about class barbecue until i had them, so here you are, an extremely old post about barbecue (: [note: the post was written long before i got the photos.]





the pictures;



barbecuing process [where my face is extremely red. -.-];



more



and more



and more.

[i think i look fat. haha. or maybe because this shirt is a bit too short for me.]





roasting marshmallows (:





YAY I LOOK TALLER THAN SIYI. (: (: (: cos the pool is slanting. so smart of me to choose the shallow side right! XD






hmm i don't know where this pic came in. OH I KNOW. i think it was after we were all soaked. cos my shirt looks significantly wet.



playground picture x 1 (:


playground picture x 2 (:

yeah...i was attempting to barbecue my wet shirt. LILIAN HUANG ALL YOUR FAULT. haha.



karaoke! i think the heads are of beiqing, me and lilian.


the story;
mrs leslie’s house!

okay so i turned up at 5 [with 8 bottles of drinks that never got finished even in the class party on tuesday] when the class originally arranged 4pm. so…i thought i was late. [kind of like teacher’s day isn’t it?] and it was drizzling. but fortunately mrs leslie’s barbecue pit had this cute little shelter over it. (: so we sat there playing popcorn and all those lame card games that we’ve been playing all the time after eyas, waiting for the rest of the class [which consisted of about 17 more people] to appear.

a few more people arrived, and we went up to the house. and mrs leslie had this pictionary thing she planned for us. but the “words” to be used were WEIRD. but really amusing! okay they were phrases not words exactly. i don’t remember the first one my group got but i remember the last one because it was SO FUNNY:

“he who laughs last laughs best and he who cries last fails the test”!

shall leave it to you to figure out the logic in this sentence…if there was any to begin with. XP anyway, then we went back down with all the food mrs leslie made/bought/whatever. oh and i forgot to mention, mrs leslie has two very cute cats. called ginger and tabby. (:

random warning: the rest of this post is probably going to be as incoherent and random as that line was so if you like organized blog posts, i suggest you do not continue reading. XD

yup! then we started barbecuing (: and i have no idea why the tongs kept coming back to me. first i was holding one pair and wanjiun was holding the other, then siyi came and asked me to borrow my pair which i handed over, and then the wanjiun who was holding the second pair passed that pair to me for some unknown reason. then shona asked me for the second pair and i gave it to her, and siyi gave me the first pair back. o.0

well, because the tongs always seemed end up with me, i ended up doing a lot of the barbecuing. -.- as you can see.

and i realised sausages are really hard to cut ><>

hmm…then we started eating? haha. OH i remember one funny thing. heh. we were trying to entertain ourselves so lilian went, “someone tell me a story!” and we started passing this story on. i think it started with yifei/siyi who both went, “once upon a time” simultaneously and then stared at each other. and the story got passed on around the table. and lilian died twice. haha.

oh and there was the sausage that junyu called “slimey”. and we were all in a rather lame mood so the conversation went something like this.
junyu: say hi to slimey!
lilian + me[very enthusiastically]: HI SLIMEY!
[junyu eats slimey up]
lilian [who didn’t see that bit; looks shocked]: WHERE’S SLIMEY?!?!
me: say bye to slimey!
lilian [also very enthusiastically]: BYE SLIMEY!

(: okay not funny when you read it, but anyway it was enough to send me into a rather convulsed fit of laughter at that time. effectively making my barbecued face even redder. -.-

hm…oh then we started swinging on the swing. the kind you see in gardens, not the nice high kind >< but it was still quite fun. the first time we swung on it was okay…not very scary although wanjiun and i were standing up so we were in danger of hitting our heads against the frame of the swing. but anyway we didn’t suffer any concussions. after a while it got quite boring and we went to roast marshmallows. [okay this sounds like i would have enjoyed having a concussion. but no i wouldn’t.]

and we went off to the pool! where a particular person *AHEM* decided to kindly give me nothing less than a SHOWER BATH. with pool water. so she splashed me and i got SOAKED. thoroughly soaked. and after that i had to resort to barbecuing my shirt at the barbecue pit…yeah you can see the photo. i still don’t see what’s so funny about barbecuing my shirt okayy!

thank you guanrong for lending me the extra shirt. [though i highly doubt you will see this. XD] and thank you to mrs leslie [who is even less likely to see this] for lending me the iron [and the shorts. o.0 so part of beiqing’s story came true] and thank you to mrs leslie’s maid [who is in all probability never going to see this at all] who helped me iron my clothes.

okay then we went back to the swing. this time was scary. i was sitting down though. and after a while of very violent swinging the swing frame lifted up at one end, which happened to be the end where i was sitting. and we all screamed. i also think someone snapped a picture at this point. ah well. it can add to the pile of unglam pics 312 has of me this year. which is a lot. and lilian kept trying to scare siyi who kept trying to scare everyone else by informing them that there were bugs on their shirt. -.-

then we went for karaoke upstairs! and i think some people were acting drunk. probably because of __________ [haha shall be nice and politically correct and not put this here lest i get some people into trouble. threetwelvers know why.] anyway i was very high too. probably swung too high haha.

and so concluded my experience of the 312 barbecue…i don’t think anything particularly special happened after that. it wasn’t very long ago, but i don’t know why i feel like it’s been one month since it happened >< i’ve got the same feeling about net carn. they seem like at least a month ago. but anyway i have the pics and the memories of both, so i’m quite well satisfied (:

three twelve oh eight; you can’t puff us down <3



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