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» I am eighteen years old. This diary is for my SECRET posts which NOBODY is supposed to see. It's my obsolete diary which I update in times of ANGST and weirdness. So please. Give me my privacy. 0=)

»loves: BORACAY! :D too many to mention. Books. Vacation. frisbee? high grades! music, clothes, family (sometimes) high school balls, travel, biking, clean air, history, old buildings

»hates: assholes, waiting, being broke, being ugly, being stupid, being mean, mayabang people, low grades, KABABUYAN, people who are full of themselves, desperation

»feeling:
lala

»reads: romance :D

what do i do now?
5:55 p.m. -- 2007-04-30

i have to get over you. my happiness rests in your hands, in your decision.

i'm in the library and i almost cried just thinking of what we talked about. i wish i could call i wish things could be okay again. this is so painful. oh my god this is embarrassing i'm crying in the library.

there was a girl who just passed holding a bouqet of roses. wah.

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