Shortly after my alarm clock rang at 6am (I heard it! I heard it! I awakened!), this weird whooping siren came on. My first thought was that it was an air-raid siren, but then I heard Lea get up downstairs and look out the window to see other residents clambering down the stairs in their pyjamas. So yeah, it was a fire drill, and one thing's for sure - I'm definitely awake for my 8am class.
Now, now, no more stupid questions about Chinese tattoos.
Now, now, no more stupid questions about Chinese tattoos.