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Friday, June 16, 2006

that was SUCH a 'Doh!' moment

Doh!

You know, the way Homer does it when he screws up something.

I had a 'Doh!' moment this morning. I mentally slap my own forehead for the stupidity. Damn damn DAMN! Why does my brain always dies when I feel a bit jittery? It's like - meltdown baby! All the years of wittiness and sharp sarcasm alway always always fail when I get all nervous and jumbled inside. Which makes me very very bad in debate competitions. Argh. But this ain't a debate competition, yo.

It was a game of Truth or Dare

More like the game of Truth or Truth because nobody bothered to give a Dare because nobody ever does 'em and always end up doing lame ones like go up to a stranger and tell them that you love them. Blergh. Lame-o.

Anyways, I hate these kinda games. The kinda games that forces you to purge out every embarassing/hidden detail about you. Like, who do you like? Which nobody bothered to ask me because they already know. Pish. Damnit atikah. Funnily enough, nobody even asked that question in our round of Truth or Truth game this morning. I mean, isn't the 'who do you like' question a must for these kinda things? Maybe the thing is we know too much of one another that basic questions like that are deemed as 'stupid' and 'a waste of time'.

Since we're in high school and have crazy hormones going on, our questions are a bit... naughty.

One of the questions was: 'Which teacher in our school would you willingly sleep with?'

Aiman got that one, that unlucky guy. I tried to easen his pain by suggesting Ms. Ruth. Muaha.

Anyways, I was being quite hyper and every minute the bottle stops at somebody, I try my hardest to think of the baddest omg-inducing type of questions. Yes, you know this is going to end badly. Like somehow, karma is backfiring at me for being extra- mean with my q's.

There was seven of us: Farisa, Miza, me, Aiman, Shahrul, Shafiq and Azfar. All the others got a fair share of grillin' while me and Azfar only got a few handfuls. Aiman got loads of devilish q's because he always have this plain innocent take on things. He still does - we couldn't break him! Shucks. Shafiq was falling apart as the bottle always points on him though none of his answers surprised me frankly (let's just say that I know him too well). Miza answers pretty much everything from the boring tame ones to the pure sinful. Farisa answers everything too though some kinda makes me go OMG. The thing I like about Fifi is she can be so blunt with her answers that you know, that's real. Shahrul shock people with his monotoneous answers, as usual.

Then, Pragash, Sonia and Farah joined in and the atmosphere somehow changed a bit.

I was a edgy at the beginning but with more people, I'm a wreck! I'm not that close to some of these folks! Gah! What did I got myself into??

And I would like to thank myself for my knack of brilliant timing because right then, the bottle pointed at me. Farisa asked me a question and I just stared. It was actually quite tame compared to some of the other stuff but... I don't want to lose face! The answer was pretty obvious but somehow, the point was getting people to vomit it out. Like, YES, I DO LIKE TO DO BAD THINGS TO INANIMATE OBJECTS etc. etc. But I am not willing to puke it out.

So, I lied. Sorry. But the lie was actually ALOT MUCH worse than the truth. A case of a broken brain. Damnit fudge atikah! Can't you think of something else?? But I didn't. And now, people would probably think I'm a closet lesbian. Yes, you read that right!

LONG STORY FOLKS.

But I'm not a closet lesbian. I don't like girls. Ew. Why do people always trying to say that I am? Honestly now. Have I ever shown any interest in girls before that is deemed unhealthy? Like, have I ever ranted about someone's boobs or legs?? Nada'. So quit it.

Basically, the moral of the story is
- Don't lie, dammit.
- And if you have to, pandai-pandai lah sikit!
- Thinking first is a good idea then just blurt out crap
- NEVER EVER PLAY THE TRUTH OR DARE/TRUTH AGAIN
- Make sure brain isn't dead

-- Sorry, the answers to the questions in our round of Truth or Truth are STRICTLY CONFIDENTIAL. Seriously. I wonder why some people don't lie in this game. Geez, we're kids. Not nuns or anything.

4 Comments:

Blogger FarisaRoslan said...

owh great! and here I thought i was the fantasizing girl of at least ONE person there. ahahahha. apparently shahrul doesn't. garsh! I really have to check back on ym sexy meter. its been going down some notch I suppose. and who plays truth or truth game without telling the truth!?

1:13 AM  
Blogger atikah said...

OH CMON. you honestly think i wanna stick my tongue in your mouth???? just kill me somebody. you'd probably disgusted and glad to know that it's a lie. i mean, yeah, you're flattered. but ew gross ick! nonetheless. hahah.

8:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

u know what they say, closet gays don't usually mengaku that they are infact, gay! would be cool though to have someone gay in the family. ade hype sikit. haha. plus, i can finally reason out why i kiss those girls back in school. haha. i have a gut feeling that somebody is gay in our family. i think u know who am talking about. =p

-anonymous relative-

7:16 AM  
Blogger atikah said...

ok anonymous relative... you are seriously FREAKING ME OUT. kissing girls in school??? WTF DUDE. I am so questioning you whenever we meet again! Hmmm... I have a feeling that a cousin of ours is gay but I'm not exactly sure who you're talking about though....

WHAT'S WITH THE KISSING GIRLS PART?? DUDE!

11:10 PM  

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