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date: Wednesday, June 06, 2007
title: Por favor.
time: 10:16 PM

My mom accompanied me in school yesterday for my enrollment. Haha. I was a loser, the only girl to have a parent by her side. Nyaha. It was fiiine. I still cannot believe I have a week left before my second year in architecture. Ako nga ba ay magiging isang mahusay na arkitekto sa pyutyur? Aba malay. All I know is that everybody is ready to back me up whenever so it really doesn’t matter. I’m ready to give my best. Naks. Ang jolog. I can still remember my journal entry regarding my feelings about stepping into college. Now a year has passed. I’m a year older. I’m a year wiser. I’m a year stronger. *lol*

If I haven’t mentioned, last Saturday ate Roxanne, kuya Francis, kuya maolech, kuya tj, mariel and I went out to have a little bit of fun. Guess fun went overrated at my case and mariel’s. My phone got snatched. Actually, it was stolen from my pocket/our table/who knows. I was a bit drunk. Sorry. You can’t blame me. Other people who aren’t drunk lost their phones too. And somebody lost a bag. So all you people out there planning to go to BLUE ONION IN EASTWOOD CITY; think twice.

I’m planning to get a phone from sun cellular my friends. Ill let you guys know sooner or later. My pe is table tennis every Saturday 1-3pm. Sucks I know. Anddd I got 31units this coming semester. Anddd I’m back to some old habits. Andd I think Im happy. Por favor to others who hurt me intentionally. Screw you.