Eggs. Don't remind me of them. Don't remind me of my mum who LOVES them. Don't even think about them. They are disgusting. Why is it that I dislike them so much when my mum loves them so? I have no idea. But I do know that it is torture whenever my mum places an … Continue reading Breakfast. Part 1: the eggs.
Okay, so I know you probably don't want to even think about school right now but I have some interesting things I want to write about school in the future. I mean, it's interesting! CJ thinks that we might have chips that give us intelligence planted into our brain, but I personally disagree. Having that would … Continue reading School in the future
Miss Einstein 
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