I couldn't smoke. Not because of anything but just cigarettes suddenly make me wanna puke, which sucks even more.
Thinking about canceling the appointment for blood donation tomorrow. I don't think such a body could offer any healthy blood. Plus I have a workshop to do. Fainting in front of a group of dancers would be the last thing in my agenda.
Called Corey at 4 o'clock in the morning. At this kinda time I can call nobody else but him. The conversation lasted 20 minutes and I decided to hang up.

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