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Tuesday, May 23, 2006


-Second chances-


"Do blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah, yada yada yada yada... Chitter chatter, hitter chatter. Gibber gabber. Crap. Crap crap crap crap blah blah, yada yada. Yada Yada? Yada? YADA? BERNICE!!"


"Huh, huh huh?"



Now thank goodness that hasn't happened. It almost did though. I fell asleep in chiense orchestra. Quite a feat. I was carrying my liu qin and leaning my head on the back of its head. Head to head. Haha. And then I fell asleep. And it wasn't until my hand slipped off and I nearly fell to the right that I woke up. Whew. The floor didn't look very friendly back then. Better not risk it again. But of course, falling asleep is inevitable when the teacher's constant blah-ing, yada-ing and gibberish become a creature comfort to you. It happens in class when teachers talk too much.



| so spoken! @ 9:00 PM|

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