You make a dancing music, your own style. You practice at it, and film it. Inside your phone. You upload to your Youtube, set that preference as "Private" video, so you keep that link in your notepad in the phone.
When the occasion happens, or before that happens, you go to some of the other people's world, and testing out your social games arena. I don't care about those things, but you all girls one thing in-common. Some like those Pitch Perfect, not necessary the singing, your own dance. Some kinds of the move driven you on the vola Disco Bar, those ceiling lights in the darkness.
Brian is one of those getting mad easily human, talk to him. He will agree with you, really. They dance? Westlife?
You may not be planning anything anymore with the older group.
You can try in your new life, in case you looking back whichever that day comes. You cannot just be all blank, no hobby people for saying having a common life forward, one is at the East Coastline, one is at the West Coastline.
Microphone testing 1 and 2 and 3. What is your hobby that binds you all together?
Staring at the PC monitor indicator lights on, some zombie goes towards it including the system data side people?! And they might be just one of them inside the UB Classroom. They say the lights are off. A couple of them.
There is a steep nature, not just the stiff or cliff, or...the slope issues.
In your evolution, you never been to a meeting, any town meeting where your residence located?
The town has a debate, the city hall has a debate. Depends on your life goal, most of you just PC game, or the relax, or a book. To get into the submission of a paper works, you have to read, reference, research, doing a lot of things not convinence, because you are not in the University subscription database anymore. You imagine you writing a paper to forward what?
You might feel those are the parents jobs, meaning any meeting grounds are those respected, or respectful home parents, but you yourself one day grow up. These are not the democracy debates, correct.
That is not exactly what I am saying. All right. What do you say?
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