im at enoch's class blogging through his laptop.
jillmyn & darren are being small kids tearing up papers, throwing it at each other while enoch sits there eat his chicken rice.
i think there's something wrong with their brains. haha.

culture's irritating. but the teacher's nice. she's the most encouraging facillitator i've seen so far.
she's the reason why i am motivated to attend every culture lesson. (:

im shivering here & happy enoch didnt bring his jacket. ): he's torturing me luh. killed my 89734658737943 million cells for the past 6 months. rahhh. but nevertheless, he's a sweetheart. & i love him. grins.