freAking kaLaChuChi

i have nothing much to say. bakit pa ba ako nag-blahg??? well. uber-excited for wrestling. that's a given. tas super-duper happy cuz is spent the weekend with my family. tapos... wala na. haha. tamad ampu.

chige, babush.

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aish, meron pala. ive got a part in the play. a speaking role. i have two lines. yes, ladies and gents. two glorious lines. and i die before i even get to finish the second one. ain't life grand?!

i am not at all bitter. haha. better to be not in the play than in it with one and a half lines. i wish i was lucrezia. sexual banter. haha. steph's got the part naman eh and it's perfect for her. hehe... just a way to channel the "palpable sexual tension" between her and the guy playing bluebeard.

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oki. i discovered na marami pala akong sasabihin.

i don't like my english class. everyone knows that. the people are so... different from me but they're all the same. i know that's a shallow thing. it's even a bad thing, about the not-accepting-other-people's-shit blah blah blah. but ganun eh. im human. it's in my nature to be capricious. and life's fantastic because of it...

oki. now what? i smell like freaking kalachuchi. hey, i like the sound of that. freaking kalachuchi.

i might name my first collection of poems and short stories "freaking kalachuchi." ay, alahvet!!!

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kailangan nang mag-seryosos sa pag-aaral. wah. yup, yup, yup. lakas ng vibes ko na im gonna get uber-tired soon. papers. reports. plays. sparrings. exams. damn it. kayang-kaya ko 'toh.

yeaaaaaahbaaaah.