Back from the beach....ah the sun was great there, odd rains made me and my bud drag our tent across the beach(just in our shirts and underwear) and under the main banda(like a hut)we learnt then the importance of tent peg positioning....but that is another weird story in itself....it involves leaves, pee and a crab skeleton.

I loved the beach with my bud Jojo,made me realise how much I actually missed her, we caught up and shared new life experiences we had separated from one another...how special it was when she taught me how to use a womanly item...every evening she'd tell me a story, we'd listen to music...and every day we'd lie on the sand listening to music,studying,reading or going out passed the sea weed clutches for a swim...the rap I made sounded super when she added a beat to it.

Away from the camping it was time for star hotel care...fighting for blanket(because the electric fan actually made us cold at the humid beach) and flirting with boys - who dance extremely well to ANY kind of music and come up with the weirdest things to do...D.O.G I hope you not scarred by your experience on the beach....silly wife beater shirt boy....again, a whole other story...

When it came down to secrets, mine were so opposite of hers, she stressed she was acting too YOUNG for the likes of me where as I thought she was the one all grown up and me the stupid childish one. (ooh my mother just woke up...gotta hurry and pretend I'm sleeping on the couch...sorry that's another ambiguous anecdote again) but truth is, we're both older, but all the more juvenile...I don't watch cartoons too much anymore, neither does she, but its safe to say our crowds age limit has expanded to 4 or more years YOUNGER or OLDER than ours...

To conclude was the road back home, ah how I love her and her family, even her devilish kid sister(who we should of left in the boat when we ran off - as the realms of boys spitting,sun setting and sea weed moving in for complete domination scared the living daylights out of us, telling her to bring the boat back to shore because there was a shark in the water) was sort of sweet after she got us into trouble over 3 times....once over the 3 limit its considered EVIL....
Jojo and I went out, it was a strange reunion but I'm glad her eyes were open to my heart ache, but she made me stoop down low in myself, which can always provoke and therfore my revenge is sweet...the club sizzle was something....oh oh oh oh....
and now...I think I need to sleep again, because Tabea and Jojo kept me up for too long therefore my levels of REM sleep is on its all time low...mother thought it would be funny last night to take pictures of me with lip stick smeared all over my face, tooth paste oh my shirt and lets not forget my hair(yes exhaustion DID get in the way of me brushing my teeth)and to top it off........ a pacifier in my mouth....

Hope I made your day with my holiday fill in, of course some was left out, but only because that part is my sanity clearance into the crazy world, if you know what I mean?
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