i hate the ants in the tents. they crawl amidst the dirt and lay their seething white stuff in the deeoest wrath there. leading us, the unsuspecting victims to kill and stamp out the whole lot of freaking ants. YUCKS.
biscuits have a weird effect on phoebe and me. especially if you gorge down a whole lot. you get a little high and do barbaric things. its hilarious. *fells down laughing*. super un shu nu.and the weighing machine is spoilt okay! everyone gained 3kg of flabs. i strong oppose.
the new timetable is okay. eunice and i are running out of topics to talk about during the chinese periods. -sigh-
the secret remains to be concealed until its revlealer deems fit to do so.
8:04 PM;