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Today was also tiring day. On our way to downtown we practice our songs for BAMMA idol. We were also singing other random songs and putting twist to them. I was showing off my Chipmunk skills. It was funny because I would break out singing. I was so happy to see downtown. It’s my favorite part of the city life. I love to be there because it reminds me of better times. Especially when I have a lot on my mind. I really wanted to just walk around and look at everything.

In the Chronicle it was fun. I found it confusing and hard to be an editor there. It was funny to me how all of them were called Frank or Bob. Names along this class were funny to hear because it goes with name stereotypes. I was happy to see the inside of the building because I always pass by and wonder how it looks inside. It was fun to see all the stuff they have on their desk. The subways were actually good!

The workshop was so interesting. I would totally join them. I already got ideas for them. I had heard of youth radio but have never really checked it out because I wasn’t as interested as I am now.

So after that we were told to go by ourselves to our dorms. It was a shocker. We were laughing and making jokes on our way to the dorms. Then I told Justin I was cold and he pushed me and said Edgar she’s cold. Like a gentleman he put out his elbow and we walked together with CC on the other side. We both were cold. It was funny and we practice again all together our singing. After a while we went from our dorm to the lobby. We were joking around with our performances. There were the 5th graders from the 3rd floor who were bothering us. There was one who came and said, “Put on some pants!” So after that we couldn’t stand it and we put glasses and hoods and went to the 3rd floor. The lady there didn’t say anything even after one of them said, “They’re the ones who scared us!” We were just tired of seeing them come and bother us on the elevator and their jumping.

It was fun until Aaron told us to go to bed.

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