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Friday, March 14, 2008'♥

//just a little of this , just a little of that.//

the lack of updates only mean a couple of things.
i am too busy being a overworked wretch or i am too busy being happy.
of which, by now, you can reckon from the tone of this that it really isnt the latter.

i have been churning out reports,after reports, meeting deadlines after deadlines.
you almost seem convinced that i am rather hardworking,for that matter.
but in fact,
i have been busy levelling up in cabal,buying stuffs online,sleeping late,wakingup late, and practically doing nothing at all.

and having being a bummer for so long, it just pains me so much to just resume my regular varsity life.

anyway i reallyreallyreally ( x gazillion times) want to go to therockfest or mosiac. have yet to check on their lineups but i mean how if thefirefight is performing.

to be honest, school could have been alot worse if theboy wasn't around to make me laugh monsterlaughs for most of the days. :)

4:05 AM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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