I'm kind of sad I'm not fifteen anymore. D: What did I waste last year on? Others changed, and I'm still the same, still the same.

(At least I didn't grow up too fast. One of the girls we were teaching on Friday was wearing a 'Jerks Love Me' tee and singing Bad Romance to herself. She's all of 11 this year.)

SCREW THE WORLD.

Why's everything coming down on me at the same time?! Screw Lit FA/Lit writing exercise/jianbao/whatever else we're supposed to do for homework but which I can't finish because I AM MOVING HOUSE AND I DON'T HAVE A BLOODY MAID AT HOME TO DO THE CHORES FOR ME.

I thought I'd had more than my fair share of sucky days this week.

But NO, TODAY WAS EVEN SUCKIER THAN WEDNESDAY.

SLI was okay, and so was lunch with Vic (she was eating calamari rings, which I hate because it takes me forever to chew through them).

But when I was almost home, I received an SMS from Mala telling me she was stuck in an SSA and couldn't go for SL :/ Poor Rachel'd be all alone with no materials to conduct the lesson.

So I chionged my tuition homework (4.5 page essay in one and a half hours. I pwn) and went out again for SL. Better to make the trip to Clementi than to get scolded by the centre guy. Sigh.

The MRT trip was uneventful, but GUESS WHAT HAPPENED WHEN I GOT OUT AT THE STATION.

Yes, it was raining. Damn. At least I had my umbrella with me.

Then I walked into the centre and was enthusiastically greeted by a bunch of screaming kiddies. There were only 6 of them today, but boy were they loud. They sounded like 60 kids. Luckily Rachel arrived soon after and we managed to conduct the lesson.

Lesson was, thankfully, pretty okay. The kids loved the shiny ribbon tails heh.

Then Rachel's dad gave me a lift to the MRT station because it was still raining, and I got home within an hour blah blah blah my mum called and I had to prep for dinner as usual. The vegetables looked dirty, so I rinsed them 4 times and soaked them once.

We had dinner really, really late because my mum missed her bus. Hooray.

To end off my awesomely terrible day, we were eating our stir-fried veggies peacefully when I saw this brown thing hiding between two green leaves on my plate. It was a BIG FRIED FLYING INSECT.

...Told you my day sucked.

Actually, I was going to blog about my bad day. It involves my getting sunburnt from standing too long with only one side of my body facing the sun, having too much homework and generally not getting enough sleep.

But it turns out that my bad day isn't so bad after all, so I shall try to be happy instead! Yay!

...Ah forget it. I think being happy in school/during training/when talking on the phone fairly drains me, because while I don't force myself to be all cheery and stuff, I'm not the naturally bubbly sort. I need to be grumpy once in a while. And alone.

I cannot describe how much I love being alone nowadays. When going home on Monday, I chose to walk to the super far bus stop before the school bus stop to take 190 because I didn't feel like squeezing in with the rest at the school bus stop.

I hate people so much now, frankly. It's like CAN'T THE WORLD JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY.

And I seriously don't see what Thoreau was complaining about when he said he needed solitude. I mean, it's not like he's living in Singapore, which is tiny and filled with people. There are people everywhere - on LRTs, MRTs, buses, shopping malls...

In crowded places, there will inevitably be the rancid smell of sweat against sweat, of bodies packed far too closely together. Maybe it's just me and the fact that I have to take public transport everywhere, but I'm so sick of that stench. And yet I can't escape it - even now, I can still conjure the odour up in my head, vividly smell it in my mind...

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And, of course, I'm moving house on Tuesday next week. We've been selling off or giving away everything - by Friday, I won't even have a sofa to sit on when I get home from school. The huge wooden speakers are gone. The two TVs and old computer were sold for $20 apiece. Everything's in boxes, and I'll have to face the reality of leaving my home soon, even though it hasn't been ours since 2 months ago. Being a tenant doesn't feel good.

Hahaha this brought back good memories. :)

This was my favourite song when I was five or six, and my dad would play it on his gigantic surround sound speakers while mopping the floor (along with MJ, ABBA and Cantopop), and we'd all dance the Macarena together while my dad danced a sort-of pole dance with the mop. :D

I AM FEELING ANGSTY ABOUT LOVE AND LIFE. ANGST ANGST ANGST.


(No la. I just thought that Hatguy deserved to be taken down a peg once in a while. Besides, the girl looks so good with his hat!)

I don't want to do my 剪报！

I'm sick of doing 剪报s. Any more 剪报s and my life will be filled with meaningless 剪报s and that'd be horrible and I'll be buried in an ever-increasing pile of newspapers and random reflections. How awful. Also, my marks for 剪报 are going down because I can't be bothered to do them properly anymore. Sian.

Oh but on the Chinese-homework note, a new kid joined our tuition class at Han! (Not that it isn't pleasant with just the teacher, Vic and me, but it does get sort of quiet.)

He's actually in the wrong tuition class because he's taking CL and has to prepare for his 'O's in May, though he's still staying for goodness-knows-what-reason. Too bad. And now I think we'll have to practise passage reading every lesson because he needs to do Orals :X sian. But it quite sucks to be him la, because we say feminist stuff in class and he (for obvious reasons) can't participate in the conversation. Hoho.

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My fourth toenail on my right foot's falling off. I think I stubbed it against something some time ago and my nail broke, so now a new pretty pink nail's growing underneath and I have a double-layered toenail.

So the old one started falling off and I tried to help by pulling the bottom half (with the new nail underneath) off, but what I didn't know was that the new nail isn't done growing out yet and I can't pull off the top half because it's still stuck to the nail bed in some places. Don't even ask how much it hurt when I tried to pull off the top half :/

So now I have a half-stuck old nail that I can't remove, but it'll be quite horrible if it accidentally catches on something and gets torn off. HOW?!

Haha the one Dr Sakhar told us about the last time :D

Okay so anyway.

Today's freeblock day, so Xinyuan, Vic and I went to Pastamania to eat while our MPP video was downloading :D Before that Vic and I had a fairly interesting altercation. I was imitating the narrator of The Yellow Wallpaper and creeping around the classroom, and Vic tried to walk past me but couldn't. So she saw fit to stamp on the back of my shoe (instead of, say, pushing me, which I think might not have worked anyway because I'm too short to push over properly), and I got pissed and stamped on HER shoe since she stamped on the back of mine. Then she argued that she hadn't, after all, stamped on my shoe (since backs of shoes don't have much surface area), and we glared at each other until she stomped on the front of my shoe.

Then I declared that all was fair, since we both dirtied each other's left shoe. We then walked off satisfied and happy, and went back to discussing our plans for later while the rest of the class wondered what the fight was about. LOL.

(Though I still think she might've gotten the raw end of the deal, since my shoes haven't been washed in like a hundred years and are probably filthier than the soles of her sparkly white shoes. Wheehee.)

Anyway as part of our research, we had to watch, uh, political films. Again. A new addition was One Nation Under Lee, which should be a hallmark of lousy filmmaking. It had bad transitions, bad Neopets-like music and typos in the subtitles. Terrible. While I'm all for having political films allowed in Singapore, the quality of the political films we do have makes me wonder if the government wasn't just doing all this to protect the ordinary Singaporean from being bored to tears by them.

Pastamania was good but not great; Vic had a Creamy Chicken, Xinyuan a Mushroom Baked Rice plus Minestrone Soup and I ordered this Chicken Ham Cheesy Crumble thing and Clam Chowder. The cheese sauce was even more jelat than cream sauce :X I got sick of it halfway, but the clam chowder was good. Vic managed to finish her Creamy Chicken, yay :D

Then Vic and Xinyuan left for SLI rehearsal and I walked to Wheelock Place. After 3 years in RGS, Orchard Road feels like home. Also, I love how it's impossible to get lost there; I just walked down the road and found myself at Wheelock within 5 minutes.

I was looking for poetry, but Borders' poetry section is fairly pathetic. Like what, half an island shelf in the middle of the Literature section? Couldn't find anything much there (that didn't cost A Lot), and ended up buying the sequel to Freakonomics and The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai. An early birthday present to myself, since I won't be going out tomorrow.

I'm getting sick of my braces. Sigh 2 months more to go D: Sometimes I wonder if all the pain I endured was worth it. It's just teeth!

Would just like to thank, in order,

1. Lingzhi + Jiayi (my beloved WEP-mates, and of course Lingzhi's also my yearmate) for the birthday wishes and DAMN CUTE TEDDY BEAR
2. Claire, for the lemon baked thingies which I didn't dispose of, because they tasted awesome and I polished them off during recess.
3. Hannah, for the note and the soft toy lion, and I was just kidding about the hole in the back la :D
4. Mala and Ariel, for the early birthday wishes!
5. Voon, who I know will attempt to surprise me by calling me at my house tomorrow to wish me a happy birthday. (Haha I'll highlight this back if she really does call).
As usual, I shall moan about how I don't deserve such awesome friends. Why? Because I DON'T REMEMBER ANYONE'S BIRTHDAY. Seriously. I think I only give the January babies presents, and then forget about everyone else's because I lose steam within the first two weeks of the year. Whoops.

(To make things worse, it's not even my birthday yet and they still remembered. Ohmygosh.)

So please, friends, STOP REMEMBERING MY BIRTHDAY. I feel a stab of guilt everytime someone says Happy Birthday to me. D: And the time when yearmates all came and wished me a happy birthday? I FORGOT ALL YOUR BIRTHDAYS, YEARMATES. I'm so sorry. (Though that was also partially because Audrey's blog makes an excellent yearmate-birthday planner. With her around, plus the fact that yearmates always put HAPPY BIRTHDAY -insert yearmate's name- on their personal messages, it's kind of hard to force myself to remember when so many other people did it for you already.)

And now that I have time to blog properly;

Let's see. Tuesday was a mess of packing as usual (and I'll be SO glad when I finally move in and all this fuss and emotional stress etc's done and over with), and then we set off for Clarke Quay for the gathering.

Okay my mum and I got there late, but we were still earlier than nearly everyone else -.- Uncle...Kim Lye (?) and his wife got there first, then Uncle Hua Aik's family, then Uncle Chee Seng's and Uncle Huat Soon's and I'm not sure if I missed anyone out. (Actually, I'm quite sure I did, but I can't remember who already so never mind.)

I was fully prepared to sit with my mum as usual, but the men wanted to sit and chat by themselves, so they put the women at the other end of the table and the kids got stuck in the middle -.- So I was sitting with Cheng Xun and Ze Xuan (sec3 and he's in VJC already, the lucky guy), since nobody else thought to ask their kids. Later Superstar (he has a real name, but I don't know what it is, and he behaves like a superstar so I just nicknamed him that), who's my age, came too, but we didn't know what to say to him so we just like daoed him :X anyway he was busy catching up on his food; by the time he arrived we were done with dessert.

Anyway I got to hear a lot of stories about RJ during dinner. And HP actually sounds interesting :O though RJ's frank admission to being a straight A-producing factory was quite scary. I don't want to be just another product :/

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Yesterday. Was horrible.

I couldn't sleep the previous night because it was damn hot, so I basically floated to school in a fatigue-induced haze, which caused mood swings that got progressively worse as I worked my way through the day.

The GAC forum (Foreign Talent) was better than we hoped for, though. People actually came and contributed their views and in some cases, were even fairly cutting :O though nobody was emotional or anything la. The teachers helped to refocus the discussion when we went off track, too. Considering the fact that this is our first effort, I think we did a pretty good job (:

Left early to go for training, so I didn't catch the rest of it or eat any cupcakes D: At least training was cool, so that sort of made up for it la.

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I hate it when people basically diss whatever I believe in without giving a (valid) reason.

Also, repeating whatever people say in a snarky tone is just rude, and fairly disrespectful to the speaker. As is contradiction for the sake of contradiction.

And one final thing: If people laugh at/ridicule you for some stupid reason, they're showing the whole world just how immature they are. Why bother about what they say? Why change yourself to suit them?

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I love Philo lessons. They're the light by which I see others' argumental fallacies. And people do make them all the time :O

Just yesterday, I saw an blindingly, amazingly obvious example of a False Analogy. It was so classic, someone should have recorded it down for the edification of the entire school, as well as successive generations of RGS Philosophy students. It was gorgeous. And lest you think I'm making this up, Mala spotted it and agreed with me too :D

I JUST MADE AN ASS OUT OF MYSELF.

Let's just say that a combination of my being extremely pissed off (okay that's like an understatement; I was ****ing angry) and then getting an alarming SMS sent me over the edge. The guy who sent the SMS got the brunt of it.

Apparently, I was shouting that I hated the world. Among other things.

THIS IS IT. I AM GOING TO DIG A HOLE, BURY MYSELF IN IT AND NEVER EVER EMERGE.

I was doing up a description for my LJ when I realised something.

WHY AM I SO TALL?!

Okay I know you guys are laughing your butts off already. Vic and Xinyuan especially -.- After all, I'm only, like, around 1.6m tall. Which is a bit on the short side, by most people's standards.

But seriously, NOBODY in my family's tall. On either side. After the reunion dinner on my dad's side, we took a family photo and my cousins are all, like, waaaay shorter than me. And on my mum's side, both the guys and girls are pretty short. It's so weird. I think I missed a shortie gene somewhere.

Unfortunately, I think I'm also kind of fat. MUST EAT LESS RICE. But everytime I resolve to go on a diet, I end up getting hungry and thinking 'But I still can run 2.4 and do shuttle run etc what...why torture myself?'

AND THEN I PROCEED TO PIG OUT AGAIN WITH A VENGEANCE. Wheehee.

At least there's still PT during training, so I can get a bit of exercise. Must do more planks to cut the fat and beef up the abs hahahaha.

HAPPY TOTAL DEFENCE DAY!!! *ignores Wesley*

I feel so proud of myself. Everyone else celebrated VDay by posting cynical comics on their blogs, but I celebrated with a literary reference! Yay I feel so cheem and everything now.

Anyway reunion dinner number 3 yesterday was uneventful. My grandparents gave me double birthday hongbao because they didn't coordinate properly, and now I have to find a way to give the money back to them :X It's amazing how we managed to cram, like, 20 people into the tiny 4-room flat, though they used to build them bigger back in the 80s. The kids (my generation) sat on the floor outside in the living room watching TV and eating, while the adults got the table and had to sit in the cramped, hot and stuffy kitchen hahahaha.

I'm quite annoyed that I'm nobody's aunt yet. Sian. Why'd my parents have to be the oldest amongst their siblings? I'm now holding out for my oldest cousin, who's turning 21 this year and has a boyfriend, to get married soon. Oooh.

Anyway, I actually have a personal LJ now, but I'm not using it for anything much yet. I will not become one of those LJ-using bimbos who use LJ just because all their other bimbo friends use it, and call their LJ an "ellejay" when "LJ"'s a much shorter name. -.- Bunch of lamos.

Happy Valentine's, y'all. (:

So CNY's been pretty fun so far.

CNY celebrations on Friday were epicLOL. The people on AV duty that day got to skip the whole day's lessons :D So we went through a round of rehearsals (or maybe it was 2) before Upper Sec Assembly started. And we got a break in between and managed to get Mr Lee and Mr Lim to sit with us in the canteen! Haha Mr Lee's food was so sad la, it was like 2 pieces of soon kueh and Vitasoy. Mr Lim drank hot tea. Yuck. I don't trust the hot drinks sold in school. What is it with teachers (actually, adults in general) and hot caffeinated drinks?!

The Sec 3 PRC scholars did this really amusing item for the concert. Like, in the middle of a song there was this "WHOA WHOA WHOA" rapper part, and they all started doing the YO WHASSUP hand action, except with 5 fingers instead of 3 hahaha so phail. But it was quite funny la.

And the NCC people did a really cute lion dance this year! The lions kept skipping in and out, and they shook their butts and made their tails bounce up and down :D And yeah there was a lion collision during one of the rehearsals. Clare's lion and Ying Tong (think it was her)'s lion collided because the datouwawa blocked Ying Tong's lion's path and made her stop, so Clare banged into her from behind. We nearly died laughing in the control room.

Okay then the performance ended, but we couldn't leave yet because some fat bitch refused to return us our mikes and we couldn't go until we got them back ...nothing, never mind.

We arrived at Seoul Garden late, and had to sit opposite KesterandRachel sigh D: At least Kester did all the cooking for the rest of us. I pretended to cook a few pieces at first, then gave up and just ate whatever he barbequed. Lol. Everyone kept laughing at me whenever I pried open cockles :X what's so funny about someone eating cockles!

Okay then after lunch (which ended at 4pm), we went off to Kester's house for mahjong. To cut a long, sad story short, I lost $2.60 after losing a bazillion games and winning 1 game with 1 tai :/

Haha Vic got traumatised by us on the journey to Kester's house because we kept inundating her with facts (okay well just one very obvious one).

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Yesterday was double reunion dinner day!

My first one was at my maternal grandparents' house in Tampines. Steamboat again, when we just had steamboat at Seoul Garden on Friday :X it was pretty good, though as usual there was too much food. I attempted to outlast everyone by eating 3 bowls of rice and a lot of seafood, and could barely stand by the end of the meal.

Then we took the MRT allllll the way to the other side of Singapore, to my paternal grandma's house in Choa Chu Kang. At least there wasn't any more steamboat, though my cousins kept trying to give me food because they said I wasn't eating. So I had to explain the whole 3 Bowls Of Rice At Lunch situation to them, and they laughed at me D: Then there was this fat guy who we'd never seen before, and we couldn't figure out whether he was our uncle or cousin, until someone went to ask and confirmed that he was our uncle who last saw us 15 years ago when he was 18 -.-

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And today! I just came back from my paternal grandma's place. We spent 2 hours travelling there and back, and only 40 minutes at her house :X

I'll be going off for my final reunion dinner at my maternal grandma's place later. We're eating yesterday's leftovers, sigh. MORE STEAMBOAT. I never want to see a steamboat pot ever again.

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On a random note, I have created an LJ! It's just for RALA, though I might create another personal one. My RALA account's plutonianshores, and if you don't know where that came from, you are a phail reader of my blog and an even phail-er Lit student. :)

Ohoh I forgot to blog about this one!

Yesterday, 411 did a FLASH MOB in the canteen. So awesome right :D We timed it such that when the annoying music the PSLs were playing in the canteen stopped, we'd stop moving.

The first one we tried to do was a failure because RachelT started laughing halfway hahaha.

The second one didn't even begin because the music didn't start -.-

For the third one, we stood in one line in the middle of the canteen and did a frozen emo pose in the canteen in the direction of the clock (symbolising a lack of time to eat during recess).

AND IT WORKED YAYYYY. Everyone stared at us like we were nuts!

HEHEH. 411 let's do this more often :D (okay fine I think most of my classmates won't read this, but still.)

Because I'm too tired to blog about our awesome class reunion (besides, photos are on Facebook), here's a clip from my favourite movie!




HAHA bet y'all didn't know that that was my favourite movie too. POTO and 200 Pound Beauty yay :D

As a filler post, my Congress Forum post:


Will update if someone replies to it.

Ever been in a phone call and couldn't bear for it to end? Then this comic's for you. :D

(Title text: "No, YOU stumble past a series of post-breakup hookups in a daze as you slowly realise what you've lost and how unlikely you are to ever get it back first.")

xkcd's most recent comics have been GENIUS. Check out the space elevator one. Now I know why Vic worships Hatguy so much.

Project R.I.C.E. was quite fun, though I do think some aspects of the planning could've been improved. Anchorvale CC is a terrible meeting point. Freaking ulu. Wonder how many people got lost trying to get there :X The first time I tried to find it (and I actually live in Sengkang), I went in the opposite direction instead. Shir's dad drove us there from the MRT station, and his first response when he saw it was "But it's in the middle of nowhere!". Which I completely agree with, but its location apparently doesn't deter the many young people living in Sengkang who brave a 15-minute LRT ride from the station to go there to swim every Saturday.

Anyway. Collecting rice was pretty fun. I was in Germ and Shir's group, and at least nobody slammed doors in our faces, though there were a few mahjong-playing auntie groups who dead refused to get off their fat asses or pause their game to donate. Annoying. And yes Germ(aine HAHA), I think we'll be getting toned leg muscles before long. We walked and climbed so much yesterday :X

I had to leave early to go back to Anchorvale CC for tuition D: surprisingly, it didn't take very long to get back. Hmm. Vic was late, so Laoshi and I ended up talking about Jay Chou (and singing bits of his songs) while waiting for her. Laoshi rather likes Jay Chou because she's a mother, and he sang 听妈妈的话. Hahaha. She likes 青花瓷 and 东风破 too :D

Ohyeah random quote from one of our Lit lessons:

Sarah: "So do boys EVER grow up?"
Ms Picca: *pitying look at Sarah* "No, honey. They don't."

OMG XINYUAN AND I JUST HAD A CLASS ONE CLASSHOLE IDEA.

WE ARE TOO AWESOME MUAHAHAHAHA

MY LEGS HURT LIKE CRAP WTF.

2.4km yesterday and 1.6km today plus Ruth's brilliant new idea (no, it's not sarcasm) of doing plunges lunges (thanks Audrey lol) have taxed my legs to their limits. They were hurting this morning, and they hurt even more now :X

Someone told me that muscle aches = your muscles are growing bigger, though. Hope it's true.

My mum and I hauled our bulky items to the container in one of the parking lots downstairs today. I got the chest of drawers :X fun. Now my fingers'll hurt, too. I had to haul it up and over the wall of the container, which thanks to my sad height is like at my eye level -.-

My mum keeps making me eat more for dinner. Then after dinner, she says I'm getting fat and shouldn't eat so much O.o

Whee today was awesome.

The day started with PE, which is usually quite a snoozer (if a fairly relaxing mental holiday), but Mr Ng needed to set up his 9-hole golf course, so he let us do our own stuff for the first 10 minutes! So Xinyuan, VanessaT, RachelW, Vic *gasp* and I went jogging around the track.

It was MEANT to be a leisurely jog to while away the time since we couldn't play golf yet, but after we ran 2 rounds around the track, we realised that the rest of the class was already playing Twin Towers, and it wouldn't be nice to cut in. Besides, Mr Ng didn't show signs of being done yet, so we ran another round.

Still not done yet. Another round. (The 4th round is what I call the Plateau of Pain, because your leg muscles ache like crazy during this stage before getting numb later.)

5th round, and only Tey and I were left jogging around the track. By that time we didn't feel like stopping (and besides, everyone else was STILL playing Twin Towers), so we decided to go on to the 6th round!

We ran 3 quarters of the 6th round before Rachel came to tell us that Mr Ng wanted us back in his PE class. So yes, we ran 2.4km during PE :D Yay. I love running long distance for the high it gives me afterwards, but this one lasted all of 5 minutes before I came back down to earth D:

Vanessa is amazing. She didn't even look tired after running so much la :/ and she looked like she was just running with me so I wouldn't feel lonely on the track.

Okay we had Math, then Chem. That was awesome too, because we did ELECTROPLATING YAY :DDDDD and Vic brought a brand-new shiny school badge to coat with copper! It's now pinkish-red, and Vic says she'll wear it during special school functions and ward off prefects by telling them that the badge was a family heirloom (the copper gave it the old rusted look), and that booking her would mean the end of a long-held family tradition.

Physics diagnostic test was surprisingly okay. Actually I don't get why people don't want to be invited to PAP :/ it's free tuition! And it's invitation-only, too.

Nothing else interesting happened for the rest of the day, except that Mr Chang came up to Xinyuan, Ruth and me and started asking us questions about the canteen after lunch. We thought he was going to scold us for being late for RS at first lol.

I've just spent a very productive 45 minutes on homework yay. But there's still so much to do. Meh.

(...Or a fortune for your disaster.)

Nothing much has been happening lately, which is good.

AA presentation was okayish, I guess. The (doubleplus)good thing about being in RALA's that you can insert random book references anywhere and at least half the class will get it and laugh. Though I wish we'd done the conformity thing better :X I was hoping we'd be able to argue our case better than Xinyuan/Sarah/Hannah's group, which was doing Agree, but Ms P said we didn't manage to flesh out the 2nd point properly either. Ah well. At least we're done.

Anyway, I've decided to send in an entry for Science Chronicles! Should I just use my human-fertilizer story, or make up a new one? I'm halfway through a new one inspired by Rickrolling, so maybe I'll put that up and ask for comments.

(Boy am I glad we're not in JC yet. Imagine getting home at 11.30 every night D: As if our eyebags aren't swollen+baggy enough.)