The day where I spent over fivehundredsmackeroos JUST to make me feel better because SOMEONE had to stand me up AGAIN. Retail therapy is the sex :) because it makes me happy after waiting for, ahem, somebody for three whole hours but in the end there's no show.

I refuse to take my helmet off because my hair is so bleedingly wet like as though I've just showered. I don't get it, really. Everyone else still seems like, dry and normal, after their practicals but me and sissy were like drenched. Especially our hair. And we were the ONLY ones who got badly burnt the other day, resulting in our stripey sunburnt on our arms -_-

Oh and, I call Qhairil, Sun Wukong. You know, the Monkey God. Golden, no less.

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