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hi blog, it's 6:15 AM I'm sitting at the terrace, the sun and the weather is nice, having a black coffee, smoking ciggarettes. There have been so many great things going on, I haven't write you that Yola won an award for her dance film and she fly to Berlin,
she made me her substitute teacher for her dance class every Friday evening at Somerset Apartment Kuningan, so I taught those India kids.. around 8-9 years old. They are amazing, I really had fun.
I bought a new pants, I'm so going to post the picture here (wait, transfering from my phone...)

 

nice pants right? It's thick and makes my thighs sweeaat... hahaha! You can say I love the color. And the room was the studio where I handle Yola's students. Kinda weird why the floor is carpeted not wooden?

I made freestyle video weeks ago:  http://t.co/RvVamFCO
I bought a new bag when I was on the run, because my bag was about to break out haahahaha I avoid that pain-in-the-ass. Here is my new bag:
It's strong enough to carry my laptop and chargers.

I went jogging at Senayan with Nique, Irin, Ujung, and Anis.
I ate namely "Escargot" or baked snails at Union, Irin and Ujung's favorite cafe. It costs Rp80.000 and of course I won't spend that amount of money for BEKICOT PANGGANG


 I ordered Fresh Watermelon Juice and the taste was less fresh than Kopitiam QQ's Fresh Watermelon Juice.


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