Monday, August 27, 2012
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Isica
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10:47 AM
Shortbread and I were on a school trip together. Our school booked buses for us and the station resembled an airport. There were stores and restaurants set up around with cream, shiny wall and floor tiles. There was a wonderful sense of freedom and independence. We walked and chatted as we made our way to our bus' location, like we were flight stewardesses from an important airline.
Labels: emotion: happy, person: shortbread, theme: adventure
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