A friend of mine has sent a mail to the principal of my current school and asked if we can be a part of the entertainment for the first day of school. Bellydancing. All of this happened without my consent, and he of course accepted. I am now forced to dress in minimal clothing on front of all the seniors, and then dance one of the most sexual dances routines of all time. I feel like a suicide bomber...
... In the sense that I am about to commit social suicide
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