After the exams.

Bad things happen in threes right? Heres what happened.

My exams were over. Nothing left to do but have as much fun as i possibly could before i left malaysia on the 4th of january. Life was AMAZING. Paintball, swimming, movies, friends and waking up whenever I wanted to bloody wake up. And then came paintball day. It was Diana, Tijo, Me and Shaun versus Shaun's friends from methodist college(cock suckers... You'll see why in a bit).

I was already high strung. My visa form for australia said 8 weeks processing and I didn't bloody have 8 weeks( It was already the 30th of november). Alright, fine, I still stayed positive. Ureeeya used to work in this agency that helped students get their visas to study in Australia so I hoped her ex boss might be able to help me out. When we reached the building he wasen't there so we waited outside. We laughed, I made fun of her, bla bla bla (haha) everything was fine. Until I get a call from Shaun. "Oh, three out of 5 people from my side backed out. 2 are twins and one backed out because he says he would feel left out." WHAT THE HELL!? HOW CAN YOU BACK OUT ON THE DAY ITSELF AFTER I GET 5 PEOPLE FROM MY SIDE TO COMMIT THEIR TIME AND MONEY?! Well, it wasen't Shaun's fault but it really pissed me off. I had to pull Ureeeya and Azim(sometimes known as Fadzil) into the game. Which i completely didn't mind doing but I shouldn't have had to. Homos...(the methodist guys)

So we finally get enough people for paintball. Great. I calmed down a little. Maybe I'll stay in Malaysia for another 4 months and enjoy myself more. Might be my last major holiday forever because the school only has 8 days off in the entire course and when I start working, well, airlines never stop working. So. Back to the paintball game. I decided to use the protective vest thing for the forst time ever. I have my fair share of scars and didn't intend on adding to my collection. It was a really fun game. But NOT ONCE did I get shot where I was protected. Yes, big time ouchies. BAD THING NUMBER 2.


The very next day,I had a swimming competition. As I took my shirt off and walked towards the pool for warm-up, I turned heads for all the wrong reasons. One of my friends pointed at the circular bruise on my shoulder( one of many i might add) and asked me what had happened? " Over excited girlfriend." I said and we had a laugh. My first race was shit. So was my second. Dropped out of my third because I felt so unfit. One whole month of not training left me pretty unfit. Damn A levels(and swedes). But my day doesn't end there. After the meet, i got changed and got into my car with 2 friends. I was giving them a lift home. We were driving, talking and having fun. All of a sudden i feel something on my leg. Like an idiot, I look down. BANG! I hit this car in front of me. FUCK! Everyone was okay but my car was pretty banged up. and so was the car infront of mine. The third car suffered barely any damage though. This angry guy wearing an MUFC shirt gets out and starts shouting at me.(I hate MU fans) I calmly get out of the car and apologise and as I do i notice people on the swim team i know driving past the accident. How embarassing, god. Anyway, long story short, I made a police report and went home.


My parents have been getting on my nerves ever since. I mean its not like I drove recklessly or anything I got distracted and it was an accident. I understand their frustration, my dad really pissed me off when he said, " You don't have the brains to drive a car, how do you expect to fly a plane?!", I simply ignored him and walked upstairs. My car has been at the workshop since the monday after the accident. Yesterday I went to MPH and bought 7 books. All of which I intend to finish. Something to keep me busy while I wait for my car. Till then, I rot at home..

*breathes out*

~fIn~