If you study abroad, you should probably lie to your boyfriend. AJ and I have always had this animal attraction, 'I want to throw you against the wall and lick ice cream off you' sorta thing. But I wasn't sure how he felt, so I told him all the details about living in Spain. Kissing boys with chocolate eyes and salty lips, sleeping in train stations, accepting dates with wealthy diplomats so I could have a decent meal. I shouldn't have told AJ, and I shouldn't tell you now. But I'm going to. This time, I'm doing it right. I'm sharing my diaries along with the letters I wrote AJ, so you can see it wasn't all fun and games. I was a million miles from my family and friends. It got lonely. It got dark. Here's the retelling of my study abroad in Spain. I'm Holly Fricklesnap. And this is one of my delusions of glamour.
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