

Tokio Hotel Diaries XXIIIDear Diary,Tokio Hotel Diaries XXIII
Today is the day. I woke up extra early, 3:45 AM, so I would have time to do Gustav's hair before our date tonight. The date is at 5 this evening. I sprung out of my hotel bed with such enthusiasm, that I forgot that I was still in my hello kitty PJ's as I ran down stairs in to the hotel lobby. Despite the ridiculous time, there were still a few people there, being checked in.
"THE TIME HAS COME!!!!" I screamed to all the people, flinging my arms in the air as if conducting an orchestra. They all froze and stared at me with the most worried expressions. Then, I looked both ways, and ran in to


Tokio Hotel Diaries XXII cont.I couldn't believe it. Bill had a crush on Saora.Tokio Hotel Diaries XXII cont.
"weirdness!!" I said, making a weird face and looking from Bill to Saora. I had to tell her. "SAORA!!!!!" I yelled, running over, "GUESS WHAT?!?!?!" "What?" she asked, Tom was obviously annoyed that I interrupted his showing off. "Bill wants me to tell you-" "Shut up!" Said Bill, running over his face still bright red. I rolled my eyes, "Well, he doesn't WANT me to tell you so to speak, BUT...." "Louielia, please, I'l do anything!" what. an. opportunity. "alright!" I said, smiling at Bill. "Never mind, carry on." I said to Saora. &n


Tokio Hotel Diaries XXIIDear Diary,Tokio Hotel Diaries XXII
Today was filled with awesomeness. The end. JUST KIDDING. Okay, so why was today so awesome?? Cause it was Saora's birfday!!!!! Hell yes. Alright, so since we're buddies, of course I decided to throw her a ginormous birthday party at the studio!!
Mind you, I never asked Bill, or Tom or anyone for permission... but who would, they're weirdos. Besides, do I ever do what they say anyway? No. So it would be a waste of time.
Well, it was supposed to be a surprise party. The theme: ....uh, birthday party. The guests: Bill, Tom, Georg and I. Not Gustav (he's a wet blanket). So, I went out and bough


Tokio Hotel Diaries XXIDear Diary,Tokio Hotel Diaries XXI
It's been awhile. A long while. And I'l tell you why. So, remember last diary entry where Bill told me that I had to go a day and night without talking? Well, that day, Georg took me to see Shrek and when I got back I couldn't stop repeating quotes from it. I wasn't being THAT bad, but when I stormed in to the bathroom, when Tom was in it, and yelled "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SWAMP?!?!"....well, that was it.
So, Tom attacked me. And I would've kicked his jamaican-wanna-be ass too, if Gustav hadn't stepped in and pinned me down. THEN, I got so mad I started yelling stuff that I said about him in my diary,
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"We are too weird to live and too rare to die."
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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"my brain has no anchor in the present. Instead, it drifts, nearly always to the same shore."
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Dlaczego tak powazny?
Wchodz do ciemnej strony, my mamy ciastechki.
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It is much like falling...
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Dlaczego tak powazny?
Wchodz do ciemnej strony, my mamy ciastechki.
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It is much like falling...
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