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Ahhh, I'm back to life. Coffee, ohh, powerful and delicious cure from sleep!!
Mmm, I don't know what to write. Well, yes, I know, but prudence tells me not to. Dahh, the hell with prudence.
Yesterday I read something. It's clear, I shouldn't
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This post was interrupted two hours ago, and it was because of something very important. Now I just want to say that my friends are the greatest treasure I could dream of, that I admire them, and that I learn a lot from them.
AG: I still remember the day we met for the very first time. I don't know how I would have survived that first school day; I was so insecure and shy. The place was too big, crowded and unfamiliar. It was the first time I wasn't wearing a uniform at school, my makeup was terrible, and I couldn't even find my building and classroom, but you appeared there and from that moment on (maybe it was written in the stars) we became friends. Not even the problems that once seemed so difficult to be solved could break this friendship. We've shared so many things. I wonder if you remember the basket match in the mud, the maddening walk in the rain, the super ice-creams at the mall, the song we used to sing for the handsome tall boy, the homeworks and parties at Joel's house (can you remember the sight from that window?), the full-moon-evenings with the boys, the rainy evenings at the S building hidden below the stairs, the confessions, the secrets, the adventures, the laughter, the mockery, the arguments, the pain, and an endless list of marvels in our lives. In spite of the periods of silence, we've grown up together. We are two girls with different personalities and levels of maturity (of course, you are the mature one, I'm, hehe, the irremediably immature one), but it doesn't matter, we're still great friends. People may come and go, but we're here having fun, trusting, being honest, being concerned.
I'm proud of you, I'm proud of the way you're dealing with what's happening righ now. I'm thankful because you've chosen me to be the only one who knows. I want the best for you. We're going to be in this world until we become the old botox ladies, hahaha (nahhh, botox noooo!!). Girl, I admire your intelligence, your decisions, and the fearless way in which you face life. That's what my friends are made of!!!
*How about that crying thing!!! Surprising, isn't it? Hahaha, if you couldn't believe it, no one else could. It's not in my stoic nature, but I've become the intense Selfish. I told you, this was THE crisis, but you didn't want to believe me. Mmm, yeah, I can almost hear you say once again --Ayyy amiga, ahora sí estás grave-- hahaha. Hey, that's what you're lacking, you've never seen me cry :P
*Let's go and bother our favourite victim... just in order to keep a tradition and cheer ourselves up. Besides he is in love and I can't stand his mundane happiness, hahaha.
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Ahhh, I'm back to life. Coffee, ohh, powerful and delicious cure from sleep!!
Mmm, I don't know what to write. Well, yes, I know, but prudence tells me not to. Dahh, the hell with prudence.
Yesterday I read something. It's clear, I shouldn't
--------
This post was interrupted two hours ago, and it was because of something very important. Now I just want to say that my friends are the greatest treasure I could dream of, that I admire them, and that I learn a lot from them.
AG: I still remember the day we met for the very first time. I don't know how I would have survived that first school day; I was so insecure and shy. The place was too big, crowded and unfamiliar. It was the first time I wasn't wearing a uniform at school, my makeup was terrible, and I couldn't even find my building and classroom, but you appeared there and from that moment on (maybe it was written in the stars) we became friends. Not even the problems that once seemed so difficult to be solved could break this friendship. We've shared so many things. I wonder if you remember the basket match in the mud, the maddening walk in the rain, the super ice-creams at the mall, the song we used to sing for the handsome tall boy, the homeworks and parties at Joel's house (can you remember the sight from that window?), the full-moon-evenings with the boys, the rainy evenings at the S building hidden below the stairs, the confessions, the secrets, the adventures, the laughter, the mockery, the arguments, the pain, and an endless list of marvels in our lives. In spite of the periods of silence, we've grown up together. We are two girls with different personalities and levels of maturity (of course, you are the mature one, I'm, hehe, the irremediably immature one), but it doesn't matter, we're still great friends. People may come and go, but we're here having fun, trusting, being honest, being concerned.
I'm proud of you, I'm proud of the way you're dealing with what's happening righ now. I'm thankful because you've chosen me to be the only one who knows. I want the best for you. We're going to be in this world until we become the old botox ladies, hahaha (nahhh, botox noooo!!). Girl, I admire your intelligence, your decisions, and the fearless way in which you face life. That's what my friends are made of!!!
*How about that crying thing!!! Surprising, isn't it? Hahaha, if you couldn't believe it, no one else could. It's not in my stoic nature, but I've become the intense Selfish. I told you, this was THE crisis, but you didn't want to believe me. Mmm, yeah, I can almost hear you say once again --Ayyy amiga, ahora sí estás grave-- hahaha. Hey, that's what you're lacking, you've never seen me cry :P
*Let's go and bother our favourite victim... just in order to keep a tradition and cheer ourselves up. Besides he is in love and I can't stand his mundane happiness, hahaha.
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