So tonight was typical- except I had tons and I mean TONS of energy, so I was totally ahead of schedual. I saw a cameraman who's in my parent and tot class, and he asked me where I came from, and I said russia, respectively. My friend beni (and partner for the night) was like whhhhhhhat?! Your russian!? And I told him the whole story, yadayada. It was pretty funny. After that, I served cake, chilled and talked to one of my coworkers, angelo about all the girls whov been trying to hit on him. He mentioned this one girl, and I'm like!!! Omg she's so cute! Give her your number! (She was no model, but indeed, cute) so he's like, bah, jeez, fine (I told him I'd make me soooooo happy if he made her day) so he gave me his number to give to her, and her face was adorabley priceless. I then proceeded to dance to reggae for the rest of the night while I filled the sugar containers. Angelos nice deed made my night! (So far) and they played my song! By babba shanks, rabba shanks, shabba ranks? I don't remember anything but a very realistic chorus. Seeya bbys, I'm in an amazing mood.
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