were ever told by your grandfather that you are fat?
Cause Jean and I were victims of that. My GRANDFATHER TELLING US WE'RE FAT. Omg how embarrassing.
Must be because indian dance stopped! ): But we made a pact to run everyday after CTs <3
I think my whole family perpetually annoys each other about our weight. It's in the genes.
Joan: I fail the pencil test! (If you put your legs together - knees touch- and a pencil can't drop in between the hole in your thighs, you fail the pencil test)
Mummy: But you pass the log test!
Joan: Huh what's that?
Mummy: Because your thighs look like logs *laughs merrily*
HAHAHAHAHAHA, LOVE MY MUMMY.
But joan has a mean streak in her too.
Joan: Mummy! Your skin on your hand is so smooth and soft.
Joan: Looks just like a pig's leg.
Hehehe.
Okay mean jokes aside, famine camp was pretty awesome. I can't believe I survived not eating for 35 hours.
CRAZYYYY MAN. Pretty inspiring BUT THEY CHEAT MY MONEYYYYYY! Didn't give us dinner. Hmmph.
Never knew there was such a thing as
WE DON'T HAVE RICE.
But i liked my group a lot! Out of over 80 groups, maria, chinghan and i were in the same group! Amazingggg <3
It was great catching up with mabel!
Love,
Digamon
Philippines
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