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I'm tough , I'm ambitious

and i know exactly

what I want

If that makes me a bitch

OK


14 April, 2011
Countdown. Day 3.

Hey.
Hawaiian beach-day!
Worst motto of the week but it was a lot better than i imagined. I actually prefer it to the hippie day. Loved my little swim-ring-animal-thing, his name is Edwin and he is the best guy i've met in weeks. yes.
Actually last day of school. Tomorrow there's only English and ya, we are going to eat ice cream (yay). Friday ist not normal anyways.

Meet my grade.
Love you Edwin.
And yes. I carried Edwin around my waist the whole school day. I wore him in the train, in the bus, in all the lessons, on toilet....everywhere.

Everybody dance now!!
The people who rocked the train. Had Hawaiian music, danced and just annoyed all the other passangers. lovely.

Keep it real.