"Hey look, there's a dirt on your shirt." "Yea? Where?" Looked up and saw your friends concerned face instantly removed, replaced with a sly smiling face. Wait for it, wait for it, and yes, the laughters. My brain cries out loud: "Grrr, no way! I'm gonna get her soon. I'm so gonna get her!"

April Fool's Day - A day that all truth loses their purity, they seems fake despite how realistic is it. The day prankers get their freedom, their creative ideas put into use. The perfect day to be alert of the words your friends are saying, precaution upon falling into the trap of humiliation. And the taste of an urge to revenge. But in all of the most, it's a funny day, where people should really loosen their lips and just smile.

One of my friend's act really amazed me, he bought oreo biscuits, took out the cream, replaced it with toothpaste and then distributed it to his friends haha. And I think you would probably already predict what's next. And yes, prank calls, never missed any each year. I tried pranking one friend that I'll be joining his cf on that day. My phone rang after school and it was his cf president. Uh oh. Not to forget, joke moderately, big things happened with just a spark. Furthermore, I felt really disappointed with those who said they're too old for April fools. The truth is no one is, and they've declined the privilege.

In conclusion, I had the time of my life. Ten minutes to 11pm and I'm still in my uniform. Opened up the tab and the showers ain't pouring out water?! God, don't tell me you're april fooling me too? haha.

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