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new iPod
new laptop
Have my own place
iPod Dock or Edifier
Have my hair dyed blue
Suzuki Swift
travel to Japan
go to Bora
more bags and shoes! :)
save and earn money
Have a merry Christmas this year

sand

andy best drummer
kaye anti-social
kei hang time
motie spongebob
nic mrs. johnny depp
tapel light my fire
ye X piracy X

mine kinky
panget si vincent

kubo

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sea food

bamboo cambio chicosci itchyworms kjwan nARDA parokya ni edgar sandwich urban dub

bob marley no doubt the darkness

magic899 NU rock1075

puka shells

google yahoo friendster myspace photobucket hi5 blogger pinoy chords happy tree friends ultimate guitar

henna tattoo

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nostalgia

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Sunday, September 4, 2005
Another day.... Just breathe...

Darn it... It's Sunday evening once again and tomorrow is Monday all over again. Then within the week, I'd wish for Friday to come and allow myself to enjoy the weekend. Then the never-ending cycle goes on and on.

I'm cranky today, I just noticed. I'm not happy about certain things happening in my life right now. I've immuned myself from understanding things and from understanding people as well. Now I ask you this. Do you, people, understand me? Or do you just complain and whine all the time whenever something comes up that you did not expect like the others?

Sometimes it's much better to live alone or with just a few of your close friends and maybe with a girlfriend/boyfriend just to avoid "publicity".

I just realized, not only actors and actresses experience having "paparazzis". No, not just the Jennifer Aniston-Brad Pitt-Angelina Jolie saga. I am one of those paparazzis and yet somehow, it didn't occur to me that I can be the "actress" in this little skit, too. Is there anything I can do about it? If I stop being the paparazzi, can I stop being the actress, too?

This I say to you: STOP LIVING IN THE PAST!

What's done is done. You can try, but we shall see. Stop using your friends as your sources 'cause they're my friends too. I have a hard time living the way I want to. That's inconsiderable because you're like controling my life and this is MY life. Control your own life. You have one, right? I'm sure you have.

Sorry if this sounds "mayabang". Maybe the chosen few whom I call my friends understand but then again, they might even not.

Do whatever you want. It's ok with me, as long as it doesn't concern me. Well, for the moment, the very least. Just a few days/weeks/months/years of separation will do. Let time tell us this time. Let's not force time to tell us.

"Oh where does the time go? Does anyone know?" -- Julia Fordham

Afligido.. Perdone mi para este..

Aloha

9:57 PM

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