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[ Monday, February 21, 2005 ] 9:11:00 PM

I slept at 2 in the morning today, woke up at 6:30 I think left the house at 8:30 and arrived school at 9. yes, I was late and I love it, in fact I'm doing it again tomorrow. heehee.

I walked down the halls of the school and found nobody I know around. I was almost panicky that there might be an usapan ng COF na walang papasok . good thing I went up to the 3rd floor where my crew's usual first subjects are, and there I found pao in stats and marge in the other room (trigo). wala lang. during recess, I found my posse at The Tree Of Life laughing their heads off (for some reason I already forgot). nung lunch, amcee told us a story that made us all kilig for her. MAY LALAKE NA SIYA! oh we can't help but giggle.

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amidst all the laughter at The Tree, I realized -later on during the day- that I have been inconsiderate of other's feelings. his feelings in particular. I'm sorry swity.

(but I did sort of argue with him today. it actually feels good, to let go of the emotional excess baggage.)

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when you have some sex with someone you love, things get complicated. it's not something you can shrug off. -from Mr. Write

I agree.

duh?! as if I know. but yeah, I agree.

mood: blank opinionated
currently listening to: the electric fan

currently reading: Mr. Write by M.D. Balanque

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