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manuela.
*03.24.03* @ *8:21 p.m.*
so i guess going home in three weeks won't be so bad. maybe i'll even get to see manuela. so many saturday nights i spent laughing into bottles in her brightly decorated apartment.
on one particular saturday night, manuela and i got the bright idea to play dress up. she had the most beautiful collection of thrift store dresses that each had their matching accessories.
unfortunately, this was the night that her fish died. she sat there in a beautiful green dress crying about her fish and begging me not to think she was ridiculous.
oh, beautiful manuela. not in the least. i hope that when i'm 34, i still cry over dead fish and find the time to play dress up.