I'm now a spiderwoman. Are you?
i realise i'd do anything for food.
anything which includes climbing 2.5m fences
with barbed wires on them.because i knew kfc was waiting for me.
speaking of barbed wires, ive always had this crazy thought that the ones around school had electricity running through them.
so at first i was apprehensive. i mean can you imagine dying on a fence?
not very glamourous i think.
then i got confident because we've done rock climbing before.
so climbing fences, no matter how dangerous, should be easy.
[please be reminded that tpjc is surrounded by HDB flats. if you were to tell me you caught people secretly watching us and seeing us crouch and what seemed like hovering precariously on over green fences, i wouldnt be surprised.]
'we'd be so good we wouldnt even have to touch those electrified(?) barbed wires,' I thought.
then i saw moley climb over first, saw her leg grazing the spikey things.
eh. nothing happened.
so i assumed the wires were
safe.
safe enough for five giggling girls to climb over, after throwing out their bags and shoes, away from that repressive, stifling school.
and safe for them to do again next week. =]
i ran away from those fences with scars on my arms and calves.
but i realise the pain was worth it cos i remember running away with this stupid and victorious grin on my face.
like hello we beat the system.
oh yesyesyes.
told faizal about it and he congratulated me for turning out like him.
then he wisely advised me to 'not do it again'
pooooohh~
so today i found out scars arent such a bad thing.
no wonder even after all those painful ones youve bestowed me with, i can still find within myself abit of heart to care.