One two three!

This was what PW and I do best, especially when you’re cooped up in a space for 8 straight hours mind you. The stupid lecture theatre was Freeeezing with a capital F. I was wearing 3 layers and I am still cold. The crazy, unglam, retarded shots are results of our victory from the presentation.

We weren’t fantastic, it wasn’t anything to boast about, but at least we made it through without me having to retaliate much. PW and I were rehearsing on how we plan to defend ourselves if they shoot us with ridiculous comments! Ah well! No need for that now.

So, What’s next?

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Today, I figured out that I’m not that strong afterall. When you looked at me with those burning eyes and yelled with all your might, I cannot help but lose my braver facade and break down. You really got me this time.