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dear diary

this is my twenty-seventh week in high school and i'm trying my best to handle it. 

i got to do some exams and ended my swimming lessons.

mom was so excited that we can go to the beach.

the thing is that I don't want to ruin her happiness.

i would do anything for her.

mom: what kind of bikinis you want?

me: those that cover me well, especially on the back

mom: but you have a nice figure, my dear!

me: yes, but i can bleed

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