fReAkiNg coLd

okay. im at ctc and i can't feel my fingers. haha, ang bagal kong mag-type. basta. it's frozen. jeesh. ang lamig-lamig!!! patong-patong na yung damit ko but walang effect!

hm. siguro naman kasi, nasa ilalim ako ng aircon.

hm. maybe.

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reported on hunger as ideology. miss lin raffled off (haha) the reporter's spot. syempre, dahil bida ako sa buhay ko, ako yung isa sa nag-report. jams was the other one.

i don't want to be offended kasi naman, in a twisted way, she's somehow kinda telling the truth. before the presentation, she said, "i wish the reporters would be between tet, nenya (;p) and me." what?! excuse me, katabi mo ko. fine. so im not as obsessively smart compared to you. besides, i don't want to report anyway.

but i did. i was the first one to be called. tas when miss lin called her next, she fucking rejoiced. as in, "yes!!!" okay, im not that stupid, damn it.

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breathe. shit, maginaw pa rin. brr.

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life is goooood. :D