i came back home two days ago.
i miss all of the 40 students
(even if i had to evolve in a babysitter for two weeks)
i miss aoife, she's so kind and pure
i've lost a little piece of my heart some days ago.
i don't want to remember, it hurts.
being a bitch may be a genetical thing,
i met this bitchy groupleader,
and her bitchy 14-years-old daughter.
i can't stand this kind of people anymore,
always chatting and never acting.
i'd love be somewhere else.
something doesn't fit here. i dnt.
but after all, do you like my photos?