Random things from two nights ago.

*Erika was bringing me home from props making on Thursday*

Me: Paul's smart. But I think he just doesn't care about his grades.
Erika: Do you care?
Me: About grades?
Erika: Yeah.
Me: Not as much as I'm supposed to...
Erika: Sounds familiar.

xD

One time I had to get my cellphone. So I sort of jumped up from my bed and tried to get out. But I slipped kasi my socks were... slippery. o_o So... while I fell down, I accidentally hit the electric fan with my hand, hard enough to make the metal grill (?) fall off. I was just like, "AHHH MY HAND! Ouch." and squeezed my fingers.

Paul jumped off his bed and rushed to me and tried to hold my fingers, as if checking if they were all right. Then he asked me if I was okay. Hahaha, my brother's so nice sometimes.