Aula

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"Und was macht dich zu der bessseren Cha-Cha als andere?" *sie anseh*

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"Ich denke weil ich einfach genauso bin wie sie und ich es will und wenn ich was wirklich will und dran glaube schaffe ich es meistens"
//Ausser in Test.//
*lächelt* 

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*nickend einige notizen dazu schreibe*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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"Okey, danke. Noch Fragen?" *die andren anseh*

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*Kopf schüttel*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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Nein.
[ich bin nicht da für 10 minuten. Muss ein sch**ß Stuhl aufbauen -.- ] 

    

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Ich denke du kannst gehen, Britt. *lächel*
Der Nächste! 

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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"Okay"
*geht* 

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Ich denke, da kommt keiner mehr. *aufstehe*
Wir sind fertig. *nickend meine Materien zusammenpacke*
Bis dann ... *grinsend umdrehe und nach draußen schlendere*  

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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*aufsteh und auch gehe*