Three Hundred and Seventy-Nine

Dear Callumz,

I was really nasty last night. I'm really sorry. I don't know what set me off exactly- probably a mixture of the exhaustion and the impending doom, the side effects of which I believe you're fairly familiar with with regard to me.

I really don't understand why I was so angry about that.

Either way, tonight was a really good night. Just genuine fun with my closest friend. We got ready, and we left to go to the primary. As lame as that sounds, it's actually a pretty cool place. Despite the fact that my school doesn't have air conditioner in 90% of the rooms here, they actually have an elevator! A real, usable one! How cool is that!

The order things happened in is kind of a blur. Literally. They had rides there; one of which was called the Round-Up. It consisted of standing up against a wall of this great big spinning contraption, and being pinned against it by centrifugal force. Gravity at its finest.

I bought a Cadbury showbag, and spent the rest of my money on food of other kinds. They had potato slinkies! Basically, they cut the potato so it's a great big curly thing, and then they deep fry it. It tasted really, really good! Imagine chips, but in a great big spiral on a stick. Oh yeah.

I got some chocolate truffles, two big chocolate freckles (a milk and a white chocolate one. And before you tell me, yes, I have heard that white chocolate is not really chocolate!;)); chocolate fudge and cookies and cream fudge. I think you'd like that, a lot. Maybe I should get mum to make you some one day, when you come and visit me without the customs people in the way.

Love always,
Kaiteh.