A little bit of procrastination as I contemplate how to go about writing the next section of the unorthodox memoirs I first posted back in October last year. I plan on finishing said section before I turn 30 in less than 3 days.

I’ll admit, these are my strongest ones.

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After basketball camp, David enlisted friendly groups he insisted jog kinetically. Later, many new opponents proceeded rather slowly towards urgent victories, winning Xander youthful zealots.

As Bec chose decisively, everyone fought gallantly. Her instincts jumbled kind lovers most neurotically. Other people retreated, safely taking ugly virtues whilst xenophobic youths zigzagged.

Any boy chased demoniacally elicits fearful gasps heard in jaded kingdoms. Looking muddled naturally offers potential respite. Sadly, tripping up vigorously wakes X-rated, yowling zombies.