She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

today is the bloody last day of holidays
rahhss!
its not enough!
i demand more!!!
more!
hahas.
i finally asked mummy to sign the silly
report book.
and she gave me the 'why are ur marks so lousy'
kinda look.
and i replied with the sheepish smile.
hahahahs.
funny.
there's dance three times a week.
dance until the legs break.
lols, the things we do for syf.
all the sacrifices.
hahas.
oh! n i bought a pair of nike sneakers ytd.
hahahas. (:
whoopies.
mummy must be in a good mood or something.
or she ate something different.
hahahahas.
fiona u gotta thank me for introducing u
all the nice shows.
and helping u get glued to the tv.
hahahahahas.
i shall go watch youtube now
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