and met up with boys+jesslyn ♥ at night at the usual that's. then.. we tried to entertain ourselves playing with sher's massive stock of fireworks which was a HUGE mistake cause initially it was sorta amusing (despite the icky feeling of trudging in the wet and slightly muddy grass in sher's backyard) 'cause the sparklers were so pretty and the laughs we had watching fareez's wussy attempts to light 'em then one second i was waving MY sparkler, which i didn't realize was above the bag of fireworks (padan muke yes yes) and sher started screaming then the entire fucking bag just exploded SERIOUSLY i'm rrly lucky i got away with all my limbs intact cause i swear i thought i was gon' die although if it was caught on video it'd be quite hilarious to see our stuncock faces, i think.
but! i did burn the inside of my arm, honestly i dont know how it got there but it hurts like a bitch! wtf
and so i've developed this mild phobia for fireworks or rather the *now* horrible bom bom pow explosion it makes which is a pity cause i still think they're really actually delightful to watch.. from a distance.
RAYA tmr! which means briyanni and rendang all day long.. to hell with my thunder thighssssss!
have fun and watch the mercuns! xxx
*pictures when my cibai P1 connection decides to step up, be a man and do the right thing.
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