I'm nervous. I'm really really nervous. More nervous than I have ever been in my entire life. My knees are shaking. My hands and feet are cold and sweating, I fear I will have bad foot odor if I don't remove my shoes soon. I wonder if it will smell worse that Hyukjae oppa's feet. Eww. Oh my lord. Oh my god. Oh my banana. I'm gonna die.
Why isn't she, he or it showing up? It's fifteen past six. I should be at the studio practicing our dance performance for Christmas right now. Vic is gonna smack the living bejesus out of me and scold me again in straight Mandarin―Not that I'd understand all of what she's saying anyway. I can already see Krystal's glare piercing through my very soul. Oh god. That kid is scary. I'm technically an unnie but she'd never cut me some slack. And shit! I forgot to buy the oranges that Sulli and Luna texted me to buy.
As I stomped my feet and scratched my head like they are full of lice (Hey, my hair is lice-free.), my hand phone beeped and I almost threw it on the ground when I saw the message.
Sender: Minho Amber, where are you now? Are you still buying oranges? Sent: 12-12-1, 06:19pm Number: 019 XXXX YYYY |
Ok. Maybe not message itself but the sender. Now Minho is looking for me too. He rarely messages me. Scratch that. HE NEVER MESSAGES ME and we arereally awkward off cam. Krystal must be so mad at me right now for her to ask him to send me a text message. What else could she have told him? Ottokhae? I’m already an hour late. Oh my fish. Oh my broccoli. Everyone's gonna kill me. If Krystal tells Minho anything, I’m done for. Where on earth is he? Or she?
Well, it could be a she but I really do think that it’s a he. I mean, I don't know... What the freak? Who would ever think that this Secret Santa idea of the Super Junior sunbaes would be this stressful? Christmas should be fun. This feels like Halloween ghost hunting, only scarier.
Let me tell you about it. We all picked a piece of paper from a fish bowl of names and act as the secret Santa for that person whose name is written there. You'll need to give the gifts without them busting you. You can only reveal your identity on the last gift. Complicated enough? Not for them apparently. They had to add more rules. Every week there is a theme. They gave all the themes for the three weeks so that we can plan ahead of time. For the first week the theme was “something special”. I gave Sooyoung unnie a specially baked cake. I'm glad to have picked her because it's quite easy to be her secret Santa. Food is the key.
And guess what I received in return from my secret Santa?
A photo.
Of me.
In my swimsuit.
With a note saying “Amber, you are the most special thing in my life. Love, Your Secret Santa”
What the freak? My secret Santa is a pervert! And what’s worse is that this pervert is part of SM Town. Who the hell would have some weird fetish of secretly taking pictures of me in my swimsuit? Oh my banana milk. I should be careful when I’m changing clothes now. I should double the locks in our dorm. I should... I should... oh crap. It’s getting colder. I can feel my legs practically freezing now.
Anyway, the theme for this week is “something sweet”. I received a note last night from the Santa creeper telling me to wait for him.. or her... whatever, right on this spot at six. It’s six thirty now. He is late. Not that I would want to see him. I don’t even know why I’m waiting here. Am I seriously here asking to be harassed by the Santa pervert? I sometimes don’t know what I’m thinking.
I think... I think... I think I’m gonna..... faint....
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