Author: Yan
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harry potter can kiss my a**
Read more: harry potter can kiss my a**yesterday was great. i won’t be going out as often anymore come second sem. i have to study you know, make that real hard. i won’t be indulging myself in err selfish treats and luxurious escapades (like i’ve had one. haha) i have to study. i can’t always ask my parents for gimmick money especially…
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my dear visitor
Read more: my dear visitorhmm… ako po ay nangangampanya na inyong paunlakan ng kahit isang CLICK man lamang sa ad na nakabalandra sa itaas ng mensaheng ito. maawa kayo, wala akong pang christmas shopping. i don’t know what’s becoming of this blog lately. so please please… give me a click. you know, i wanna get rich! yeah yeah. if…
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scabbers in the house
Read more: scabbers in the househere’s a confession. when i first tried friendster, i was dead set on searching for my crush. when i found him, he became part of my network… then my bulletin went boom! i was like flooding the whole system with what i call ‘bored games’ or those silly little interview forms disguised as surveys that…
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mission accomplished
Read more: mission accomplishedwahehehe. i feel very productive today. after finishing the laundry and hanging them dry under the scorching afternoon heat, i scrambled my way to the basement to continue writing my fic. you know, i really make it a point to seize the moment inspiration takes over. because it RARELY happens. so after a couple (lot)…
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duchess of sade
Read more: duchess of sadehappy birthday karlita! i love you!!! haha, pakabait ka bestpreend. hahaha congratulate me for i have already written 33 pages of harrydraco. or in a more gross point of view, 33 pages of homosexual drama. hahaha, i can’t believe myself. it’s the longest composition i’ve ever written, longer than my 30 paged term paper about…
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dance of the freaky circles
Read more: dance of the freaky circleshaha. last night was fun. we’re not complete but yeah, it was fun. we were noisy and uhm, fun. the chicken barbeque tasted great. i love it, minus the price. so early this morning, my sister and i bolted upright from the bed with mom’s furious bellow. it’s always like that, every sunday, we’re too…