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Rehearsal was tiring. Supposed to proceed to the third floor, which is our holding area. Everyone there was like trying to suan me, being such a meaner and calling me names. And, Iman the retarded was like playing catching with me and I slipped and fell because my Jazz shoes were too slippery. I was not exactly playing with him, I was just wanting to skin him alive because most of the time he was the one whose making fun of me. The most paiseh thing is that I fell right infront of Yuuki, that makes things worse ten times. I'm gonna kill the retarded sooner or later.
...Consider it not so deeply.