The enclosed room I was talking about and Nad was exactly in the corner where she gave up and started reading her magazine.
"I have flimples..."
In case you're wondering, that's 'flat pimples'.
"Let's all do weird poses!"
You can tell we listen to what Nad says.
But once in a while, we do listen to her like when she asked us to dance and put our hands in the air like we just don't care! Ok, I just had to add the last part.
We like to call this our victory dance which we perfected during our JC days and which I like to do during P.E.
"Nas! What are you doing?"
"I'm doing the victory dance!"
"But you just lost!"
"Who cares? It's volleyball..."
After me and Azy dutifully followed Nad's stupid idea, she scolded me because my camera has no anti-shake features.
Azy, the super-heroine!
If I say I have crazy friends and people reply, "Really?" in a disbelieving tone, I'll just show them this picture.
At one point, I was coughing like mad, but don't worry it wasn't a case of foodal chokage or anything. But Azy was very concerned.
"Nas! Are you okay?"
"The sea coconut just slided down my throat!"
"SLIDED?!"
"I mean 'slode'!"
Post-slode.