YES I'M BLIDDY SURE IT'S THE HOLES
Louis Satchel? however you spell his name.
I always mistook him for a her.
Ramani gave us the notes today. heck, it's even thicker than the book itself, and supposingly even much more, but she excluded abit. ( like 144 pages?! hellooo)
Xs, on the back of your hands
I'm so dead, now i know what guobin said by "the world crashing down on him."

So today in english class, they (excluding me and guobin) were discussing about The necklace.
As usual we were ignoring the class and talking.
Talk talk talk
Then the khoon asked me to continue where they left off.
And i was like...oh no...uhh..turns around, asks wen shen (*piist* where are we? - What did mathilde's hubby advise her to do? - oh, okay )
the khoon was glaring at me with her " i'm gonna kill someone" face.
Then i started, giving her a complete summary, ( we were called at random to summarize the story) from which her scowl turned into a stoning face, then to an approving face, then when i finished, she was smiling :D
wheee
And damn you jian qi, it's not long.


Holes! Hole-digging-frenzied-Warden, Egyptian gypsy who wanted to get carried up a thumb-shaped mountain, mathematical genius who doesn't know how to read or write, fat boy turned thin, pig-carrying grandfather, kissin thief schoolteacher, black guy obsessed with onions, crazy inventor of a father, sweet feet with ( ironically) smelly feet.
Did I mis anyone? ah yes, crazy nicknamer kids, Mr pen dance key and Mr sunflower poppin Sir.
And of course, the yellow bloody spotted lizard.

Books are fun to read, but to study one is...well, not very nice.
I'd rather do jacob i have loved than holes.

MY WEEK
Monday moans
Tuesday traumas
Wednesday wretches
Thursday tortures
Friday frights