O man of pride, do come down from your heights! What a pity your moves had put me no shame. Please wake up! what powers have you got? Is Ms Solastri a defence or are you simply just powerless? In addition, mind more of your bussiness in your saint john than intruding into dance! Just in case you've mistaken, I'm not furious over your fussiness with that particular stran of hair. Now that your will is done, please scram and stay out from dance! Thank you very much.
The emotional me and my past sins are knocking on the door once again. Good grief, how much have I changed since my very first day stepping into secondary school.Weather was it a good one or the opposite, my main focus was still my dominant piorities. I'm heading for my books now, nights readers!