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15-08-2013

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How I spend my summer.

Summer. The time when you think you'll do anything you want.

That you'll exercise to get a fit body.

Or tan.

Well, I succeeded in one of those things.

Let me tell you how I spend my summer.

The first week I didn't do anything but lay on my bed and watch shows on my laptop.

Like Teen Wolf.

My friend is crazy about them so I decided to give it a shot.

I LOVE TEEN WOLF.

I couldn't help myself.

I watched an entire season in a week.

That show is so amazing.

I've started to watch other shows too.

Like Twisted, The Fosters & Awkward.

I'm obsessed.

I hardly did anything in the first few weeks of summer.

But then, on the 23th of July, I took the train too Brussels.

Where I met a few of my friends, and a whole bunch of new ones.

Last year I went to Hungary with my bi friend Maya.

But unfortunatly she didn't came along to Spain :(

But that didn't stop me!

So I knew a couple of them like Vicky, Nick and Samantha.

And on the bus I discovered another few, like Charlotte (I hate her), Tiara and her sister Akira.

Two years ago I went on vacation in Italy, and Tiara and Akira were there.

For the record, I go on vacation with a group from an organisation (Joetz).

So yeah.

I also knew the monitors from last year. Praise the lord!

So yeah, we had to be on the bus for like 16 hours.

I sat next to Nick, but I couldn't handle him so I send him away.

So for most of the trip, I sat alone.

I mean, Samantha sat next to me for like an hour or 2, and Vicky sat to me for a couple of hours.

But yeah, I slept alone. Which was great, by the way.

I had my own blanket and cushion so I was good.

--So far the trip--

-Rebecca.

15-08-2013 om 16:05 geschreven door Diamond

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13-08-2013

Summer love.

Dear Arthur,

we had a great time in Spain.

From the moment I met you, I thought I won the jackpot.

You were so amazing, and I thought you were cool.

But you're not.

You wear sandals, for crying out loud.

I know I'm being selfish.

But I wanna date someone hipper than you.

You were not what I expected.

I liked you.

But it was nothing more than a summer love.

And I'm afraid that's what you are.

A summer love.

Nothing more.

I would lying if I said I felt attracted by you.

'Cause I don't.

Not anymore.

I'm so sorry.

You are going to hate my guts.

And I completly understand that.

But we are done.

In my heart, you mean nothing to me.

I am so sorry.

I hope that one day you'll understand this.

I'm only going to break your heart.

So, I'll let you break mine.

You are better off without me.

-Rebecca.

13-08-2013 om 15:50 geschreven door Diamond

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A new identity.

Sometimes I wish that I could have a do-over.

That I could force my parents to live in America.

That I could be raised in a big house, with loads of money.

And that I could be a smoking hot cheerleader.

Or a super smart kid who is beautiful.

'Cause let's face it, I'm ugly as shit.

Maybe I shouldn't be watching all these shows and movies.

They only make me depressed.

'Cause they remind me of the life I'll never get.

Honestly, people in America should be proud!

I live in the smallest country in Europe.

Nothing to be fucking proud at.

From all the countries in the world, my parents HAD to be here.

DESPERATE.

I just want to escape reality.

Reality sucks.

-Rebecca.

13-08-2013 om 15:28 geschreven door Diamond

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Boyfriend 2.

My boyfriend wants to hang out.

I have to make all kinds of excuses for why I can't.

Or I can just ignore him.

He wanted to see me the day before yesterday.

I ignored him for a whole day.

Does that makes me cruel?

Probably.

But desperate times calls for desperate messures.

I just don't want to see him.

Why, you may ask?

'Cause he's boring as hell.

I just can't stand him, urgh.

Now he wants to meet up on Thursday.

Oh hell no!

Just going to ignore him until Friday.

He's leaving to France for a week.

Yay me!

Now I don't have to worry about him for another week.

-Rebecca.

13-08-2013 om 15:24 geschreven door Diamond

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12-08-2013

Hot guys.

I wish two hot guys would fight for me.

You know, like in the movies.

But I guess faith isn't at my side.

The only type of guys who fall for me are nerds.

I mean, I like nerds, but uhm, not like that.

Oh god, I wish I lived in America or England.

That would be so cool.

I could've been a cheerleader.

Probably not.

Or date a super hot guy.

Probably not.

LIFE ISN'T FAIR.

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 20:12 geschreven door Diamond

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Pathetic.

Sometimes it's messy inside my head.

I can't think straight.

Do I make it difficult for myself?

The answer to that question is: yes.

I have a boyfriend who cares about me.

So, why don't I like him?

I mean, the way he likes me.

Why do I make things complicated?

Why can't I be like everyone else?

Oh god.

I AM PATHETIC.

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 19:17 geschreven door Diamond

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Highschool.

Highschool. Oh yes, the place that no one wants to be remembered to.

This year is going to be different. I am going to change myself.

I have decent clothes now.

I'll put my hair up.

I am going to change myself even more.

I'll be nicer to other people.

I will study hard, so that I can graduate highschool.

Two more years of highschool, and then I'm done.

School begins over exact twenty days.

I have to get my books on the 29th.

Change is good.

I can feel it.

Everything will be different for now on.

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 19:13 geschreven door Diamond

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My mom.

My mom is probably the greatest mom on the planet.

I know, sometimes she can be pretty annoying. But so can I.

She's always there for me, whenever I need her.

I just really love my mom.

I don't really have a band with my older sisters and my dad,

so it's nice to have someone like her.

Dear mom,

I know I can be a pain in the ass.

But I just want you to know,

that you'll always be my number one hero.

I love you, and nothing will change that.

I don't want you out of my life,

even when you're old and annoying.

I LOVE YOU.

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 16:39 geschreven door Diamond

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Bitches love cake.

Bitches. You have them in all kinds of sorts.

Tall bitches. Small bitches. Fat bitches. Ugly bitches.

I think I'm making myself clear (:

I HATE BITCHES.

Kinda ironic, giving the fact that I'm a bitch.

No, I'm not.

I'm just misunderstood.

I'm actually nice.

A good person.

WHY DOES NO ONE SEEM TO SEE THAT?

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 14:57 geschreven door Diamond

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Romance.

I want this too. I wanna feel loved.

I wanna feel the excitment that people get when they see their true love.

I don't have that.

Maybe I'm being a bitch. Selfish. Arrogant.

Who gives a damn?

I am me. Me. Me. Me.

Oh god, I really sound crazy. Don't I?

But is it crazy that I wanna be loved?

Maybe I am being loved by him.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

He said it himself. He never had a girlfriend before.

So basically, he's just using me?

Or am I being paranoid.

Perhaps.

This is just what I want.

I wanna feel love.

LOVE.

-Rebecca.

12-08-2013 om 14:52 geschreven door Diamond

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