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Lollipop Bet

Friday, November 28, 2008, 9:30 PM
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Mood: Insightful.
Music: Windsor For The Derby - The Melody Of A Fallen Tree.

Oh, it's been far too long since I've last blogged! All this time I've seen blogging as time consuming (which it is) but for all the wrong reasons. Blogging is purely therapeutic. There's so many things I want to shout out loud but probably shouldn't, probably because nobody has the paramount patience required to listen to my blabbering.

So I'm going to talk to you, dearest Blog. Yeah.

Today was bittersweet. Bitter because I've lost half of the contents of my bag due to a Lollipop Bet and sweet because.. I like to be optimistic. Always will. It is currently 9:37PM, giving the universe precisely 2 hours and 23 minutes to make my day! Or I could just read the rest of Breaking Dawn and feel an immense sense of achievement (yes, I'm one of those Twilight people.)

Wait a minute, what on Earth is a 'Lollipop Bet'?

Glad you asked.

Basically, the basic necessity of today's Lollipop Bet, lollipops, was bought at a Sugar Fix in the city last Friday. Chrissy, Eyvette and I first walked into the candy store in hopes to find humunguous jawbreakers but we chickened out.. because they really did look like 'jaw breakers'. So we browsed around the store, checked out the cute guy who helped us find the jawbreakers and that was when we saw them: the gorgeous display of lollipops, varying in sizes that were adorably small to absofreaking large.

Jenny: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeh, let's get lollipops insteadddddd!
Chrissy: Omgomgomgomg, yes!
Eyvette: But they're not jawbreakers..
[Margarita continues browsing around the store/ checking out cute guy]
Jenny: Ohhhhhhhhhhhh we sooooo should! We could have a RACE!
Chrissy: Haha, maybe!?!
Eyvette: But it'll take ages to finish! *Eyes largest lollipop*
Chrissy: Small ones then?
Jenny: Yeah!
Eyvette: Eh..
Chrissy: We could race on the train!
[Jenny goes on tippy-toes in order to pluck off the smallest lollipop, Chrissy and Eyvette follow suit]
Jenny: Yay! I got a pretty purpley one!
Chrissy: Nherh, mines yellow and orange!
Eyvette: Yeah, mine is awesome too!!!
[Margarita still browsing around store/ checking out cute guy]

And that's how it all began. We didn't end up having the lollipop race on the way home, simply because we were all too tired (it was an English excursion to the Wesley Conference Centre where old yaps droned on about the concept of Belonging and how it related to Frankenstein blah blah). The following week Chrissy would whip out her lollipop from her bag in anticipation of a lollipop race, but to no avail. It was not until this afternoon during a triple lesson of English that I got my game on and agreed. Sadly Eyvette could not participate due to her compulsive generosity (she gave it to her sister - the fiend!) Instead, we anointed her Lollipop Bet Commissioner, the honorable role of chairperson during the race.

How did the race become a bet? Allow me to exhibit the notes passed on during class (please click to enlarge):

Exhibit A
(note that the red pen is Chrissy and the black pen is me):


Exhibit B
(after showing Eyvette, the Lollipop Bet Commissioner):


Exhibit C
The rules of the race are as shown below:



The bell rang to indicate the end of English and the class heaved a sigh of relief as we all walked out. Chrissy and I started coming up with items on which to bet on on the way to the library. I spent the majority of my lunch rummaging through my bag for worthy pieces. I was quite confident that I'd win.

When lunch ended I waited around under the shelter (our headquarters moved to suit the weather - it was raining!) Chrissy came huffing and puffing with her lollipop and I took forever to find my lollipop. We waited for the Lollipop Commissioner to give us the signal to unwrap the lollipop. "Go!" Chrissy soooooo cheated! The lollipop was in her mouth within seconds as I clumsily fumbled around the wrapping.

I licked the lollipop furiously on the way to Biology and was relieved that a casual teacher was sitting in my teacher's chair in class. I mumbled a, "Sorry sir, I need to finish this!" as he marked off my name. People in class sniggered but I didn't have time to care - my valuables were on the line! I talked my way into being able to suck on a lollipop in class and was distracted all lesson.

The lesson flew by - 1 period down, 2 more to go. French was easy, my teacher didn't care about food in class. Unfortunately Eyvette aka Lollipop Commissioner has French with me so she kept on eye on my actions. There was no way I could chew on it now (refer to Lollipop Bet Rules above.) My tongue burned and the sides of my lips felt like they were bleeding by the time I finished. It was 2:30PM by then. I'm really suckky with school bell times so yeah, I'll get back to you, Blog, on exactly how long it took me to kill the lollipop.

At the end of school I was ecstatic, so sure that I won. I reached into my bag to grab my phone and saw that I had received one new message. It was Chrissy. "I win! I'm finished :)" Time received: 2:18PM. My face fell. Chrissy. Won.

She won all my stuff. All the junk I held so close to my heart, or at least in my bag 5 days a week. Gone. I slowly walked to the quad (HQ moved back due to sudden end of downpour). Lollipop Commissioner and Christine walked me to my apparent demise but Chrissy was nowhere to be found. And I was so going to admit my defeat!

Perhaps it was serendipty, kismet, destiny that Chrissy was not there to claim my belongings this afternoon. The twist in fate screamed 'REMATCH!' So when Chrissy called after school asking where I've been, I told her I couldn't find her and congratulated her on her triumph. She chuckled and told me she'll get started on her song selection right away. I sighed. I hung up on the phone and appreciated each object of my affection for one last time.

Oh, it is so on next Monday. Double or nothing.

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