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date: Monday, November 10, 2008
title: One man Wrecking Machine
time: 9:06 AM

My clock says 9:07 on a Monday morning and i was just a few minutes away in putting my books and plates back in cabinet. I hate this. I'm too lazy to think and design a freakin' building that isn't even mine. Or if it could award me with a Magna cum laude honor why not. I cound never run for honors. And the best thing about it? People wont expect much from you. School is boring and is getting busy as usual. Everything's pretty much the same except for the class rooms, proffessors and schedule. Its pretty much reliving every semester. Exciting.

Christmas is just around the corner and i can say i have a pretty long list Santa. I bought myself recently a plaid top that i loved from the minute i set eyes on it. Its kinda expensive but i love it. I also acquired a new nike jacket from my dad. Unexpected. This weekend friends and i are planning to go shopping at trinoma. Its a weekend sale and its a big no to miss it. I know everybody out there is thinking, 'how materialistic'. Im sorry? Im a girl. Girls just wanna have fun. Unless you have another theory to defeat the old traditional one.

But i do am aware of the fact that Christmas is all about love and self giving. Its not the food, money and parties that make people happy. And im a proud witness. Its being one and happy with the family that does. Life can be boring and helpless like mine. People get broke and unloved half the time they're alive. But what makes it special is one's outlook and dreams in life. Do what you love. Spend time with the people you love. Listen to your favorite music. Have fun. These things spice it all up. They make it colorful and exciting. Or at least. Dont ponder on wasted time, money, friendship, and fault. The world is too small for your love. Look around you. What you're looking for might just be around the corner. Explore.


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