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A week passed. Lagi padin akong ginugulo ni Dave at si polly ay tumindi ang giriian naming dalawa, I always make fun of her. Wala syang magawa kapag maraming tao ang nakatingin, but when I am alone. Doon sya nabawi at halos mag suntukan kami, kung wala akong batay ay baka nag p*****n na kami sa tuwing nag papangabot kami sa inis sa bawat isa, kahit naman sino maiinis kay polly, napaka atrimida at arte. Maka arte sya sa Head Quarters ay akala mong anak ng mafia boss, mairita "Wag ka mag alala. Hindi kita papahirapan mamaya" sabi ni polly ng lampasan ako at inaayos ang wrap nya, I roll my eyes again and I wanna p**e, pucha. Hindi pahihirapan eh kung sya kaya ingudngud ko sa lupa ng magising sya sa katotohanan na di hamak na tauhan sya ni papa. At dadating ang panahon na ako ang susunduin n