Gah. Just came back from dance training. Darn tired. My ribs are aching from chest isolations. Badd taught his routine today. It wasn't a hip hop routine, more like jazz funk. It was real nice I though. Bit of a change from hip hop. Learnt the choreo during the Juniors' time slot, and stayed back from 8.30pm to about 9.30pm with Xephrey to clean up, as best we can, the steps that we learnt.

Dance again tomorrow. Luckily the mother was all right, but maybe because I told her I end at 1pm then will be coming home first.

All right. Gotta do Health Psych and study Abnormal Psych later. Persevere!