I am a certified cpr giver. My hair is a number 1. Gay guys give very attentive haircuts. Toorrow is our last day of not-school. Get ready.
On a side note (it is mandatory that I include some bit of humor in these things)...
I am quite sure that there is not one working smoke detector on the entire island of Saipan. And nobody cares but me. As I'm typing this, there is at least one I can hear cheeping. When we got to our apartments and walked in, there was like a chorus of cheeping detectors. I've fixed between 5 and 10 of them just since being here at the apartments and school. I feel like it is my secondary mission while on island. Change all the smoke detector batteries. FTW.
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