I love smelling exotic flowers.
and lifting heavy barrels
and standing next to hot Polynesians
and getting beachin
and not looking into the camera
So, I went to Hawaii. It was seriously EVERYTHING it's cracked up to be. I just can't get over it. Everyone should go at least once. We went to the PCC where I got a picture with a girl from High School Musical 3, Pearl Harbor, beautiful beaches, yummy food, lots of laughs, the Dole Plantation. Of course, I got tan. I love being tan. Sun is the most amazing thing ever! Oh! And we rode scooters around a lot of the island during which my phone, Chocolata, fell out of my pocket and smashed to the ground somewhere along the way. So, I've been phoneless for a few days and my textual relationships have come to a complete halt. Oh well. It's good to not be textually active for a bit. Anywho...now I'm back to real life, but at least I've reguvenated myself. Mahalo, Hawaii! (that means, thank you, Hawaii).
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Mahalo actually means love.
Gina those pics look awesome! I am so glad you had a good time. You are really great.
Oh my goodness. you are so stinkin lucky!! They pics are great and I agree with Hallie, you do look great!
When did you go to Hawaii? What spurred such a trip? I LOVE Hawaii! I lived in the Hale Dorms right next door to the PCC. We could hear the Tongan drums every night. It really is a little bit of paradise. I felt like singing from the tree tops every night! :)
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