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Friday, February 26, 2010 @ 11:05 PM :D

Dropping my phone in some revolting public bus stop dustbin was so not part of the plan. But I did, believe it or not.
Being late by a fraction of a second wasn't part of the plan either. But it happened.
Getting caught for hair and skirt by the same teacher wasn't either. But I did get caught.
Being called on to give my opinion on a poem (Summer Stood Naked/Stay Naked Always) illustrating a women's (you'll later realise it isn't a woman) naked body in such intense detail was totally not expected either. But I had to come up with something- damn it- and got laughed at in the process.
Aching, hurting, stretched, groaning, grinding, cracking, bones/muscles and body limbs was kinda a given the second I joined dance. So yes I'm in sufficient pain to say I worked today in dance.

-But yeah! I just summarised my week for you.

Oh throw in a couple of stacks of tutorials, essays, and math sums to do and another generous ladle-ful of tests following next week, and yeah. Pretty much there.

If Jc's really gonna be like this, I can totally, officially, resign now. But I shan't be a coward!
I'll face it.

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If being birthed into a Christain family meant staying a Christian all my life, I shall now turn around and go: "Hypocrite." Why is it such a goddamn big deal that I don't wanna go to church! Waste of time imho. Especially juniors. And please, just zip it. Save your long explanations on how important fellowship is. I don't give a damn. Plus if I haven't come to fully believe in what I was taught to believe in after Sixteen years, will another ten years do the job? Please. Save us all the trouble and let me figure out shit on my own. Kthxbye.

Screw anal parents man.

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What an odd post.
Ohwell. I'm me (:

Deb







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17.
Music interests me.
Dance fascinates me.
Reading occupies me.
Shopping never fails to bankrupt me.


Reading- Wuthering Heights
by Emily Bronte

Listening- Cinderella
by Steven Curtis Chapman


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