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i read my old blogspot which i haven't deleted for keepsake purposes and i was such a gangsta in the past. maybe i haven't changed but it was definitely retarded and hilarious to read about old times. i flipped through my old school diary that's filled with post its, stickers, doodles, postcards, letters and just chunks and chunks of lyrics. Stnicks just makes me miss the good o times again(: orangebowl, toasts and everything back in stnicks today was good, so was talking to melissa. i feel guilty for late mornings, really): shucks.
ask me where on earth do i find time to do all these, i dont know either. all i know is that i've been hoping and wishing for something i dont know how to go about to make it come true. 'studying is student and dying put together', i think even dying's an understatment. junior college school life in terms of academics is just too much. too much to handle. 40days, wake me up when september ends? i would really want a wish right now. damn, ih8sch4lyf. i need to curse and rant and vent, where? ugh.
thanks becca, love you so much. yes, it'll all pay off in time to come. we won't allow ourselves any regrets(:
ask me where on earth do i find time to do all these, i dont know either. all i know is that i've been hoping and wishing for something i dont know how to go about to make it come true. 'studying is student and dying put together', i think even dying's an understatment. junior college school life in terms of academics is just too much. too much to handle. 40days, wake me up when september ends? i would really want a wish right now. damn, ih8sch4lyf. i need to curse and rant and vent, where? ugh.
thanks becca, love you so much. yes, it'll all pay off in time to come. we won't allow ourselves any regrets(: