I've just realized that when I blog nowadays, I'm just like stating the stuff I did during the day, like some regurgitating machine hooked on dope. Which is fun when you like go back after a gazillion years and laugh at what stupid things happened on xx/xx/xxxx, but seriously very stone to write. No wonder I've been becoming more and more stone lately.

I've also realized that we've all been extremely deprived of girl to girl interaction. That's why today after take 5 we crashed cat's house where we spent time

1) playing cards ON suet ping O.o
2) rolling around on cat's bed attacking (tickling) each other
3) doing seductive poses at each other
4) starting a JBSS club (ask me online, I'm not saying the name here)
5) camwhoring
6) gossiping about guys in the school
7) talking about the 3 'S's - sex, slash and sluttiness
8) screaming randomly so much that anyone listening outside would think we were doing unspeakable things to each other
9) speaking about crushes, which resulted in much of the screaming. Mainly by me. Because I was disturbed at who cat and suet think I crush. It kinda was like,

Cat: Do you crush ****?
Suet: *screams in the background in trauma*
Me: zomg like no?
Cat: Then do you crush *** ***?
Me: Zomgwtf no is he even taller than me?
Cat: Then do you crush ******?
Me: zomg do I look like a lesbian to you?
Suet: But he's quite hot!
Me and cat: In a girl sense yes.
Me: I don't particularly want to date a guy prettier than me you know.

(And majority of the screams were made by suet, who just wanted to scream, and then we all got high and started screaming at the top of our voices just because we could. I think it was the pineapple tarts. They must be aphrodasiacs or something. Suet was eating them very disgustingly, thanks to the phallic shape of the tarts.)

Hahaha. Thank god cat's parents weren't in. Or else they'll have been mightily disturbed. I think Cat's dog (hahaha funny!) was mightily disturbed, though. Since immediately after we barged into her house we went and started cooing random nonsense at and fondling the dog. And suet was, like, 'Oh, cute doggie, I can see your mommy (a german shepherd, I think) in you... How were you ever conceived? It must have been one hell of a passionate night...'

AHAHAHA. If that dog could ever understand her words, it'll have like, clawed out its ears in protest. But seriously. The mom's a german shepherd (or labrador, I can't remember) and the dad's a terrier??? How did this...wonderful, procreational activity ever take place anyway? And we were like, cooing at it and baby talking and babbling perfect nonsense. I think we were all rather high.

O.o Kitty has gotten her uniform. For founders day. I'm attempting to convince her to alter her skirt, on the basis that hodgie won't mind too much if he got a good view. Coughs.

Okay zhao now. Later i kena from mommy.