I decided that aside from putting in anecdotes from my train rides in the metro, I would also put in stories outside of the train realm. Heck, life is like an MRT trip, full of surprises. Sometimes, you start with a seemingly quiet day but at the end of your trip you get knocked down by unexpected circumstances.
So after my 12-hour stay at the gym and my very first teaching stint as Body Jam instructor (and that was just for a day), I slept for more than 12 hours despite the demeaning heat of the sun.
It was fun dancing in the stage and showing off to people that I could really dance (haha) but it would be more fun though if I got the Nike purple duffel bag. Perfect for my Galera trip. But anyway, to compensate for that loss, I devoured chicken from Andok's instead and had a very good sleep.
On another note, I can tie up my hair, which means my hair is long now, which means I will head to the salon to cut my hair again.
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