remind me to QUIT posting my plans (or stuff i’m anticipating) in this blog. they never happen. instead of coming home with a wireless router and 5 grand, i came home with my pants and shoes soaked wet. no money, no router, just rainwater messing up with my mood. sacrifices. i was aching to go…

if this day goes well… i’m going home with cash and a wireless router. please Lord, pleaaasse. i’m bothered enough with what’s happening, i don’t know what to do. grabe, it happened twice already. why Lord, whyyyyy. i want my friends back. you take them away with the most uncompromising situation. sleeep, be my friend…

yes, and my being slow and and dense isn’t going to get me anywhere. hmmmmm so given that i’m such an insensitive creature, i would appreciate it if people would just tell it to me straight. i’m too creative, my assumptions are going to be so out of this world ridiculous and downright improbable that…

yeah. literally. was supposed to study for calculus the entire day but i ended up spending it with my sister cos it’s her rest day today, and i wanted to accompany her cos it’s the only day i get to spend an entire day with her. we were supposed to go to megamall to stroll…

OK. PROMISE I’LL JUST LET THINGS BE. DI NA KO MAGKKWENTO (UNLESS I’M BEING ASKED) NG KUSA. I’LL SHUT UP ABOUT JM. WALA LANG. AYOKO NA. @_@ THIS WILL BE THE LAST DAY YOU’LL HEAR (READ?) ME TALKING ABOUT HIM, AS A MAJOR CRUSH. LOL WANNA BET?i don’t understand why despite all these, these hormonal…