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Friday, June 20, 2008

18th June:
Yesterday I had Indian dance at Simei ITE,
to prepare for performance at Conrad Hotel this coming 1st of August. Excited oii!
My group contains (from oldest to youngers) Hira, Yatie, Shasha, Ida, Kat & Me.
We have no discipline at all, for goodness sake.
Why?
Because we fashionably late for class. We reached there at 3.10 but still, we gelek-gelek go toilet change into proper attire.
Even the oldest among us, didnt even give a damn. So why must we, right?
lol, very perangai.
So now you know how discipline we are, Hospitality Operation students?
Hahahahaha :\

On the process of dance training..., orang pusing kiri, si dektu (not gonna mention any names) plak pusing kanan.
Dier pikir dier dibenarkan special privilege. Hahaha.
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To readers,
I know it is soo damn freaking plain without any pictures. I, myself have no idea why. Maybe it was because we were each busily indulging on our dance steps, or that we were too busy laughing at each other tak boleh angkat nyer blur-ness. Or even busy eye-ing onto the dance teacher. So bear with it.
Don’t complain!

Something random:
Indian dance teacher; he’s cute. Macam “someone” nyer look alike from back view.
Awww! I like. (:

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