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Friday, March 6, 2009'♥

Today was okay. OH YEAH. We had fine dining. I sat with Judea, Joan and Dominic. Lolz, it was quite fun. But they didn't cook the carrots. AND WE HAD TO EAT!!!!!! Joan brought a shawl that made her look like a granny. Then I went for training, which was fine. Surprisingly, I got along pretty well with Jie Zhi. Maybe it's because he wasn't an asshole. He kept shouting: I WANT TO JOIN ART CLUB!!!!!!!!!!!! What the hell. So after training I messed around with the dancers. I wore an Adidas shirt and I was so afraid Mdm Lim would whoop my ass for wearing that. I concealed it under my uniform. Hardly elegant and sophisticated. Lolz, I was waiting for, I think Joan and Colleen to get out of their meeting, so I kept talking with Jarrold and Yan Peng. For like an hour. Then Jarrold and I went to East Point to eat Long John's. I ate a hell lot. Well, that's it. Uhh, I guess i'll rant a bit more later. Bye.

&down the streets of new york.
Friday, March 06, 2009








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