Letters to Primavera ~ The Nineteenth One

19/09/15

Dear Primavera,

Yesterday and today, I experienced my first sleepover. It's quite exciting, especially considering that at the 'mature' age of fourteen younger children have had more sleepovers than I have.

Yesterday afternoon Sera, Anjeline, Charisma, Gwen and Elaine had a baking marathon consisting of cookie pizzas and brownies. Elaine and me, being the masters of the culinary arts in the group, lead the process of creating these delicious goods while Sera and Anjeline scoffed down some chips and played on their phones, Charisma ran around the house managing things and Gwen watched/helped and slurped down the leftover chocolate icing at the end. Somehow we managed to burn the brownies and underbake one of the cookie pizzas.

After this baking marathon, the group and I watched and listened to some music videos. We also heavily criticised some particular music videos, which was pretty inevitable. During this event Charisma's cousin, Charlotte, came along.

As the night came the whole group munched on a delicious meal prepared by Charisma's parents and sang happy birthday to Charisma.

Hours later, we got comfy in our pajamas and returned to our music video marathon. Later on, we transitioned into a movie marathon of 'The Princess Bride' (suggested by Dr. Marian Yao) and '10 Things I Hate About You' (suggested by the ever elegant Gwen).

Our group struggled to fall asleep as Charisma and Elaine mourned on and on about their crushes on Heath Ledger after Gwen announced to them that he had passed away. The group also continued to chat about other things until 3 a.m. as Anjeline and I tried our best to ignore their noise and snooze. After all, it was an exhausting day.

The next day we slept in and woke up to the sizzle of pancakes. Well, technically, we didn't. I woke up at 6:54 in the next room (Everyone was too loud in the main room, so I had to move!) and read some pages of my book as I waited for the others to wake from their slumber. At around ten o'clock we cooked our own pancakes and watched more music videos (we just never stop).

At two-thirty that afternoon, everyone began to leave and that was the sad conclusion to a splendid sleepover. I wish every time someone has a birthday in our group that we celebrate with sleepovers. Sera's birthday is coming soon, so hopefully we could celebrate the same way.

Yours sincerely,
Someone who has experienced their first sleepover a little later than the average age.