Eunice

OHOHOHOHOHO, I'm not going to pick you up. I remember the last time picking you up. Ohnononono. No way. You can cab back on your own. Denise and I will be waiting for you, ON YOUR BED.

Oh, did I mention? We have been camping in your room for the past week, and will still be in here when you come back. :) You think we can still squeeze into the same bed like last time? Especially after you've grown fatter? Hahahaha! I know I'll probably get kicked for this, but I just loveeeeeeee irritating you.

And you'll be so irritated at her at night because you have to tolerate her sweet talks with Greg over Skype. I tried so hard to ignore and sleep. Ugh.

We've been cooking lunch and dinner at least 3 times a week. I'm surprised I'm not dead by Denise's and mummy's hand yet. It'll be your turn to cook when you come back though.

I'm going to sleep, after reading my book. Update soon if your internet isn't fucked. Love you too sister! :D