December 26, 2014 Today, Friday. After school Me and my friends have been calling each other to eat cake at the Common Room on the occasion of what I don't know, but I know he wants to eat. The cake was enough, we would disperse back home I went back home as usual, but it is not normal, it is totally normal that bus driver. He ran good. Very good, but I'm afraid that someone was, in essence, accompanying. If I was sitting alone would be more than awesome.
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