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 French makes me puke. Well,literally anyways. Must be those Indian crepes I had for breakfast. Made my tummy feel all queasy-greasy. I never really like any verbal exams of sorts. Many find that a breeze. But it gets to me. I hope one way or another, I'll toughen up after all that training. I'd BETTER. *raises her fist at the girl in the mirror. The girl is in the midst of discussions about co-organising an upcoming party. Not Zach's though.Details soon. All that talking makes the girl feels like one of the Power Girls starring in MTV. All that hype,girly ! Ooh, I quite like that ! ) Bonne Nuit! Because she's no you. |
