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Now that you've started dancing, don't stop the music.
Saturday, February 27, 2010 @ 7:11 AM

Sibani DiDi they all gone to Australia this morning.
Geography paper: Manageable.
History test: Not so manageable. Damn it.
Oral: Manageable but guarantee not going to meet my expectations.

After school, Councillor workshop. After that, BBQ PARTEH AT EAST COAST PARK!!! We thought we were lost till I saw Prabesh and everyone were really nice and greeted us. Had SO MUCH FUN. Geez, guess it was the best BBQ party of my life. Haha. Laughed, played guitar, sang, took photos with a proffesional camera. Dunno, there were like 2 or 3 cameras so not sure which belonged to who, fought with Top, looked at the boy battle dance, talked to DiDis, put my legs in water but couldn't jump in jetty cos Top say the current very strong. Damn funny part was when Top did breakdance and praying action. Ras DiDi and I played soccer teaming up against Munna. Paban so polite. Haha, "Eh, want otah?" Took one and I forgot that I hate otah. Ate marshmallows with chocolate. Then, played guitar, learnt from Sam Dai and Resham. Ate, and also realised that GWC members were all very friendly including Bigyan Dai and Jiban Dai whom I was scared of. After that, with other friend talking and talking. Shared jokes. The, proceede dto ghost stories as a whole gang. Some people always got MIA, though. After that, we saw a guy who I thought was Muslim. He was super strange. He said he came from war and he wanted Sanjit to become leader beat the devil or something. Munna's reactions were horeeb cool. Then, suddenly, the guy got pissed cos we never co-operate with him. Sanjit Dai and some other peepos wanted to fight and all but we controlled, dais said we go to hut first. He shouted and we packed and went to the bus stop, swearing, and whatsoever 5.30am in the morning. No jetty. We didn't even sleep in the night. Drank some vod instead. Haiss. We were like, damn, let's just go home. Some of the guys are downstairs sleeping in Mustang playground. Will update photos next time which Susmita and I took photos of the gang sleeping. Muahaha. Will write more later. I am too sleepy for words.

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