Mood: Relieved. Kind of. Yeah, that
Location: Here where you can’t see me
Listening to: Some random Chinese babbles on the telly

Butterball has just left the building, and I, Pocky!, would, from now on, take her place. Bye-bye Butterball!

Anyway, a little buzz told me that Heavy Eater and Rain were sitting pretty closely at the back of Economics room this afternoon. Of course, I just had to see it, so off I went and caught a glimpse of them from the door. Not only that, but the second time I passed by the corridor, they were very comfortably cuddly-cuddly with each other. Hmm…is this “the start of something new”?

But I doubt Green has given the okay signal. She and Heavy Eater are still a little off, and Syrup had just unwittingly confirmed it. The things you hear when you just casually pass by a group of people can really shed light on some situations, and oh boy, did this one shed blinding light!

Onto other news: Red has a look-alike that just now has caught my attention (not in that way, mind you), and I saw Ice cream, Tofu, and Barista checking him out. Is Black the new Red? Well…maybe not. Red is still a little cuter than Black.

Oh yeah, I forgot, Kay-Fed has just dropped a killer bomb on us, and the only one who escaped (for now, that is) was Green, all because she wasn’t there. Tsk…is this an indication of something? I think I saw her talking to Ice cream, so why wasn’t she in class? That one big love isosceles is beginning to melt cubes of ice!

Blech. I heard Rock Band dished out the exam grades today, and it seems that a lot had just signed their death warrants. Gosh, I bet even Kay-Fed would agree that them lot looked like deaths warmed over. Poor dears.

…So…I’ve exhausted my gossip for today, but before I go, let me just say that Milo-green cropped shorts are never a good thing to wear to school.

Cheers, chickadees. ‘Til next time!