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   The day my dreadlocks breathed outdoors.
   Monday, May 10, 2004, 11:02 PM

Actually, my dreads aren't done yet [the endings still need some good rounding to do] but i didn't have much choice or time to get it done. Doesn't matter anyway coz it's not that obvious.

So i went. I thought i'd be late. Deep breaths. When i reached, i told the person i came for interview. Then 2 sexily dressed girls exploded into a laughter which didn't last after i looked at them and smiled. Haa. Shit. Was the only guy amongst the few who came during my time. These Dental Therapy classmates aren't bad looking at all.

The interview went well, i should say. Better than i expected. I was so freakin nervous. I counted pulse rate, and it's 90+ for one minute. Is it normal, or was i just too tensed to even count? The 5 old ladies asked about my dreadlocks and laughed about it, but didn't comment. Overall i think i did pretty good but i kinda doubt my chances.
Thanks guys, for the support! =)



     
   
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