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They Cry and they POOP and they CRY and they PUKE!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009 at 10:56 PM
Today was a non-productive day.
I felt more stupid than ever.
My team scored the lowest and my score for today is the lowest.
Still enjoy the day with my best butts.
I was contemplating whether to go Hip Hop or not cause I have weird tummy pain.
Obviously I go.
Because I am a good kid and passionate dancer.
But I felt that it was a waste of my time.
We are just learning Up and Down Bounce AGAIN!
But more intricate.
The head banging make me nausea.
I realise I dance to much focusing on my chest.
Should relax more.
Apparently I felt like I dance like a weird dancer.
I am not that good okay.
They say that I am blur.
Only time will tell.
In the bus on the way home.
There is this baby who puked in the bus.
The father just pressed the bell and stopped the bus.
And rushed off without cleaning the mess.
And guess what?
It was only the 1st minute since the bus started moving from the interchange.
It was god damn smelly.
Like flour plus condensed milk plus butter and some overdue rice.
Yes I saw the chunks
It is rice chunks.
Too bad no photo.
I thought it will be too disgusting