It seems like my new PE teacher is going to be this guy who caught me dancing in the science lab and prohibited me to do so when he was a relief teacher for science...He's horrible. PE is gonna be a torture and 2 times a week! What the heck!?
Plus, now that i've got a fake tooth, if the ball hits my face or anything, that's it for me. GAME OVER! And 2 times a week... What the... My new tooth is fragile and expensive. I AM NOT GOING TO RISK IT!
2 weeks of temporary tooth. I bought a new shoe, which means GOODBYE to the old slippery one that made me fall twice. Porridge sucks. I take an hour to eat less than 20 spoonfuls of it. I feel full after 5 spoonfuls but i'm forced to finish the whole bowl of it. In the end i couldn't and i fled from the dining table. My mum was real pissed.
Toilety was quite nice. I asked him loads of questions about the fake tooth. He's got a fake one too. Just that his is the right front tooth while mine is the left. He fell down when climbing some fence or something. Anyway, thanks to him i've been provided with a lot more information about fake tooth. He's a bit of a weirdo, asking everyone for hugs. But well, anyone is better than Dustbin. At least he looks normal. Although he looked like an idiot in that photo he took of himself...
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