bE oNe wiTh tHe pResSuRe

hehe. i got that from fidelis tan...

seattle's again. javanilla yummy. pero i didn't buy, hehe. sipped from evert, sipped from fiddie-fiddie (she's gonna gut me alive if she knew i said that.) lit's done. it's not a masterpiece but at least it's done.

[cue wicked laugh.]

ugh. first hour in isolation with appels. weird dude. he was reading cosmo guide to getting ecstacy in bed or something like that. haha. saya. i'll post some of the pics when i get them. :)... khuleeet.

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5:20--wHy woNt piCs upLoAd?!

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anyhoosz, if that guy was only straight... (tsk, tsk) i mean, he opens doors for you, he moves out of the way when a girl's coming from the other direction... tapos, kanina, when we were at seattle's, one of our chairs in our "couch circle"--hehe, our--was occupied by some dude (who was actually a girl). i said, in a tone that was purposely created to be either joking and serious: "smoking area?" he said, "no, you'll die."

aww.

fine, so you don't find that sweet. i do.

hmph.


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i cut fil pala for the lit thing. tapos na naman yung project but i stayed pa rin, missing what should have been my ticket to an A in the last fil long test. why? cuz it was fun.

cuz i managed to play "pretend."

hargh.

i kinda lykd the atmosphere at the coffee shop -- [how many times have i written about a coffee shop? and yet, until yesterday, i had never set foot in one.] -- it was, to quote from one of my stories, "so college." barf. but true, true.

whyl evert was in the smoking area, he left his laptop with me... and his javanilla. harhar. took a slow sip of the drink, slowly swallowed. pleasant taste of coffee in my mouth. [damn it, ima get addicted again.] then, i put the laptop on my, er, lap and typed away. drone of college students around me, speakers playing a michael buble song, couch eating me alive. ah, the life.

not my life.

cest la vie, baby.


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research paper due tomorrow.

are u done?

nope!!!

wonderful.

i know!!! isn't it great?!