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Test test test. First post from my iPhone! This not really the kinda of life i m expecting in NS. weekend still have to work. weekday nites already been burnt. now weekend too. still human u know. CNY drawing near too. where is the time for spring cleaning? There is nothing more i can ask for now. Christmas and we are eating chicken rice again? I m already sick and tired of chicken rice! Even when I m outside, I avoid chicken rice! Busy week over for now. Its have been a very busy week for me. Mo.CONTENT
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Cosa vorrei fare prima o poi. 10 agosto 2014 di claravu. Ma ha sempre fatto tanta palestra. 3 agosto 2014 di claravu. Non so che pensare, mi sento a disagio a fingere distensione laddove manca. Avrei voluto delle foto .
All alone dancing in the floor. My sweat; cold, it just pour. Thinking of a new direction. Leaving no rooms for error. For the dance floor is terror. As I sway my body around. Lifting my feet against the ground. Trying to defy the gravity. To build a whole new identity. That no ones around to help. But at least I have the chance. To show the world my dance. For dancing can free me. Like a fish swimming in the sea.