All is when three is

send it once again to my dearest kamma~

The reason of before is better than after is.....
before looks more tidy~]]]
after looks like a boy wearing shirt~
and make me remember that u told us..
u hv tried skin-head before!!!and a green head~
hahaahha although i like green...
i don't think putting up a green head on the body is a good idea..

how's ur swimming today??
did ur sexy sexy bikini tiu dou all the people in the pool???
hahahahahahahahahahaha
tht's a kind of tiu dou....a vision tiu dou~hahahahahahaha!!

see u tml~bye~
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I feel that some people can't live in peace.
Maybe it's too boring, I don't know.
They always need to have a busy schedule, a loud schedule.
Or they need to have some form of war.
To improve their intellect.
I feel that some people can be described with words from songs.

"With your long blonde hair and your eyes so blue, the only thing I ever got from you is sorrow. Sorrow" - it's my mum's favourite song but the words fit perfectly to a girl I wish I hadn't met.

Or if I know the person better I can find two songs. One that describes how the person thinks they are and one of how I feel towards them. (A bit like with tarrot cards "how you see yourself" - "how others see you").

For example.

"I'm horny, horny, horny, horny" versus "Baby you're a lost cause..."

Maybe I shouldn't be writing this on the internet where it is sure to be found and read and turned into a big deal. But I will. Because I'm a rebel. (A tired rebel. Haven't slept.) The English camp was fantastic. I could never have imagined that 4C would be such an interesting class.

It used to be said that I looked at life through rosetinted sunglasses but now it's actually true! I bought very nice Gucci sunglasses in China (don't you dare question the quality). In China I also bought tea (yes I am an interesting person), some chinaware that will be a present for some Icelanders - terrible present - a Chinese skirt and matching top (silk, Dominic told the lady that my boobs and hips were so big because I am expecting a baby, I wanted to kill him. God I wanted to kill him). The hotel sucked. It was so bad. The toilet seat broke, the chair broke. The cups broke. Hell, even the bed broke. We didn't really care since we had music and beer, I mean tea. Anyway, we had a lot of fun and watching Italians wrestle in their pyjamas is... interesting. The people who worked at the hotel didn't think so though. They ran away. In the whole the trip was in my opinion fantastic so I enjoyed my Easter Holidays very much. Was especially happy to meet a cousin of mine there and be able to speak Icelandic, next week an Icelander I know is coming to Hong Kong so I hope I'll meet him and speak some more Icelandic. It's a wonderful language you know, if it wasn't so hard and useless I'd tell you all to learn it.