Summer 40, X008

  Nothing much has happened, and it feels like a drag to just write everything down. All I did was my daily routine of sleeping, waking up, eating, meeting up with friends, having lunch with friends, training our skills, and saying goodbye when dusk came. Then repeat.

  But tomorrow some event will happen, said by Marge. She didn’t want to spoil it, so she said nothing; she said to just bring extra clothes tomorrow; one’s we won’t mind getting wet and some usual wear.

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  What is she planning, I wonder?

  Well, whatever it is, it smells fishy. But she said it’s going to be fun, so there’s nothing to worry about.

  End of the day.