friday beach trips. blaaah. usual. burnt and crispy back, lunchables, ginormous ditches, name in the sand, textage, dead phone.
by the end of the summer, imma have skin cancer. but heeeyy. i get a tan every friday. so no more pale skin. no more "mistisa". i'm a dark filipino b3tch. i blend in... which is kinda sad. *sigh* my anemia will make me look paler. gotta love those health conditions, right?
my back gets burned every beach trip. well, we've only had two, but i got burned on both. on the same place. why do people find it so fascinating to peel the skin off my back? whatever.
lunchables... i dont even eat at the beach. i eat on the bus.
ditches. the dudes (and erielle) like to dig huge ditches. for what reason? who knows. maybe it's a rest-ditch? nah. they just piss in the ocean. am i right?
everyone writes their name in the sand.
texting my friends kills my phone. i hardly ever touched it on friday tho!
kay. general sh!et.
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