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Now that you've started dancing, don't stop the music.
Thursday, March 11, 2010 @ 12:10 PM

Yesterday, 10 March. Topography practice at TPY. My station at TPY East CC. Salcking. Jessica and I playing Eric's ipod then looked at some fish we found in the dirty old mucketty drain. How about that for a chang, huh. Took photos, etc. Talked to Hira and Kanchan after a finger licking spectacular dinner cooked by Daddy-o-Pops! Delicioso, Daaddeh! Samyug teased my sis while we were playin soccer and I scolded him back. I went home after that, cos I don't play with losers like him. Nah, joking. I went home to eat diiner, actually.
Geez, for how long have I been in school? According to the watch, a fw hours. How long does it feel? A 102 years! Geez! Can't get my hands off the computer. Anyway, today, was typical day but some things just outshone the other typicality. Like- Holy OAC morning PT. HOW ABOUT THAT FOR YOUR MOTHER FOOKING BREAKFAST. Sure got my ass freaked out tired. Brunei students gonna spend time in our school. Hoho, if Ambar was here at our schoool, he would start his goonda haruko jokes.
Class- (Peberty is the period of rapid growth and developement during which a person becomes sexually mature and becomes capable of reproducing. Yeah, guess which class we had early in the morning on the 4th floor, intoxicating our pure, innocent minds with those bullshit. I thought we reached the floor but realised we were only on the freaking 2nd floor. Woah, my stamina, can wave good bye already. Class got high.
Ms Chen was explaining about voice breaks and everyone looked at Muhammad. A few seconds later, BOOMS! of laughter could be heard. And then Ms Chen's inspirational sentence, " Scrotum, what you call the balls. *Laughter again* More will be posted later.

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