After having just spent 4 hours playing a barbie game, you would think we would want some sleep now. But guys, picture this - you've eaten more than you would in 5 days, you've had about 10 glasses of coffee, you've had a bath in whipped cream, you've had a home- fashion show, and you haven't slept in 22 hours. This is the recipe of bad ideas. Now see, usually I would know when to stop but this time, when my sister turned to me with her eyes all sparkly and said "It's six in the morning...let's work out!" I didn't stop.
So we grabbed an energy drink each and head out. We laughed -and I don't mean the "hehe" laugh- I mean the howling, echoing, disturbing and not-lady-like-at-all sort of laugh. We quite literally jumped to the gym and it was a winter morning...I was dressed in shorts and my dad's shirt. Not even a t-shirt. And my sister was dressed in pajamas and a tank top. When we reached the gym, we went full on beast mode. All I remember is walking back home all sweaty but no, not so much exercise stopped the laughter just yet. We stopped by the swings.
(Could this get worse? Yes.)
We went on one of those spiny things. We howled and laughed and spat (not on purpose) all over the place and that's when my sister's friend crossed by...We were so embarrassed that the only way we could find to hide our faces was going even faster on the swing.
By now, it was about 8 in the morning and since it was winter- the sun had just found a way to cut through the world for us. My sister then had another idea.
She decided we should watch the sunrise. So, we went back home, got another energy drink, the ipod and packed the left overs of the cake last night. My sister knew a way to sneak up to the rooftop of our society. So here we were, two kids who had had no sleep whatsoever, hiding from guards with cake and energy drinks stuffed in our arms. We finally made our way up without being caught and were in time to set out our little "picnic". We put on some soft music and watched the beautiful sunrise.
Even though I was quite the mess at this point, I'm pretty sure this was one of 'those' moments. The kind of moment you never forget, not in a lifetime. We gossiped and ate and head back down at about 10. We heated the water and went for a long bath together and got dressed. We were ready by 12 and made our way back to the coffee shop where we just had a coffee each. While walking home I remember feeling something weird in my tummy, I remember asking my sister if she felt it too and of course- she did. The moment we stepped in the house we both puked out everything.
We made some warm green tea to make ourselves feel better. It was about 2 at this point and all I remember from then is laying on the bed and talking to my sister. I remember watching her eyelids get heavy and I remember mine feeling the same. The next time my eyes opened were at 10 in the morning the next day and my sister woke up next after two days.
I sometimes wonder what my parents walked into after a short, nice vacation-
Cans of energy drinks, bath tubs full of whipped cream, clothes literally everywhere, wrappers of all sorts of food, two passed out kids, and puke on the floor and the kitchen.
Yeah. I'm pretty sure they figured it out by themselves.
So we grabbed an energy drink each and head out. We laughed -and I don't mean the "hehe" laugh- I mean the howling, echoing, disturbing and not-lady-like-at-all sort of laugh. We quite literally jumped to the gym and it was a winter morning...I was dressed in shorts and my dad's shirt. Not even a t-shirt. And my sister was dressed in pajamas and a tank top. When we reached the gym, we went full on beast mode. All I remember is walking back home all sweaty but no, not so much exercise stopped the laughter just yet. We stopped by the swings.
(Could this get worse? Yes.)
We went on one of those spiny things. We howled and laughed and spat (not on purpose) all over the place and that's when my sister's friend crossed by...We were so embarrassed that the only way we could find to hide our faces was going even faster on the swing.
By now, it was about 8 in the morning and since it was winter- the sun had just found a way to cut through the world for us. My sister then had another idea.
She decided we should watch the sunrise. So, we went back home, got another energy drink, the ipod and packed the left overs of the cake last night. My sister knew a way to sneak up to the rooftop of our society. So here we were, two kids who had had no sleep whatsoever, hiding from guards with cake and energy drinks stuffed in our arms. We finally made our way up without being caught and were in time to set out our little "picnic". We put on some soft music and watched the beautiful sunrise.
Even though I was quite the mess at this point, I'm pretty sure this was one of 'those' moments. The kind of moment you never forget, not in a lifetime. We gossiped and ate and head back down at about 10. We heated the water and went for a long bath together and got dressed. We were ready by 12 and made our way back to the coffee shop where we just had a coffee each. While walking home I remember feeling something weird in my tummy, I remember asking my sister if she felt it too and of course- she did. The moment we stepped in the house we both puked out everything.
We made some warm green tea to make ourselves feel better. It was about 2 at this point and all I remember from then is laying on the bed and talking to my sister. I remember watching her eyelids get heavy and I remember mine feeling the same. The next time my eyes opened were at 10 in the morning the next day and my sister woke up next after two days.
I sometimes wonder what my parents walked into after a short, nice vacation-
Cans of energy drinks, bath tubs full of whipped cream, clothes literally everywhere, wrappers of all sorts of food, two passed out kids, and puke on the floor and the kitchen.
Yeah. I'm pretty sure they figured it out by themselves.
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