american exam today, chem tomorrow. i think it went well, but i can’t be certain. oh yeah, i got my english thesis grade (60% of my final exam)—92. not bad, not bad at all.

liz: lan, stop using my chapstick!
lan: what? who cares. you used to eat chapsticks. you used to sit in the basement and eat all my chapsticks.
liz: so? i liked the texture.
lan: oh yeah?
liz: that’s also why i ate crayons.