Experience #2: Participating IDF

Sorry I skipped my report of the 7th practice. The night before the D Day was like.. the choreographer didn't came and no body had good strong intention to practice, I guess, except me and Billy, yes, the underdogs. Miss Inu and her crews killed their asses off. They worked really hard, and she spared some little time to take a look at our practice. She asked us to dance twice then she said "Okay, good." I wasn't satisfied at all. I know we were not good, hehehe. But it was a very nice of her sparing her time. And then the D Day happened. I got kicked on my face by accident hahahaha that was okay. We were still that Frienemies, like the title of the piece. The hiphop team was doing greeeaaaaattt!!! They re-run 3 times. Crazy. We shooted two times, and I wished it would be three times as well. The Frienemies team went home after our scene shooted but I stayed until all finished, sat and had a chitchat with Icha, Inu and Andara at Oenpao. Andara said it was good but she's not an "easy-to-please" type of teacher and I agree, well I'm not easy to please as well.

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