Back but our computer's still screwed up...
For some reason, our computer is screwing up. Right now, the top part of this update page is almost completely illegible. Oh well. Better than no Internet like last week. But last week we had DOTA to keep me busy. Damn, such is the life of a pathetic stay-at-home fat ass loser like me. Hehehehe. Well it's fun anyway.
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I am having the most Kris Aquino-esque trouble of keeping my mouth shut. I know, I know, I'm going to try harder. It's just that I've gotten so used to having people to share stories with so that now, anytime anything so incredibly tiny happens to me, I kinda want to share it. But I know I can't anymore, it's not right to bore people with my endless litanies and gushings. Especially if I'm going to follow through with my new-crush-every-term plan, since I know firsthand how tedious it is to try to remember the names, faces, personalities and stories of friends' crushes. BORING. I don't want to force my friends through that again or I will no longer have friends. Hehehehe. So starting today, I have placed a gag order on myself. I will no longer say anything about my love life unless someone asks. And even then, I will keep my answers to a bare minumum. Long may my resolve last. And may this new attempt of mine work.
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I'm getting pretty fat. YEs, my face looks like an inflated beach ball already. So tomorrow, I'm going swimming with Marisse. Me? Swim? Yes, I would only consent to swim in an indoor pool, which, they have in the sports complex. Sorry Keit, the sched's crazy. I know you're not available tomorrow, Marisse can't go on thursday and I can't go on friday. Hehehehe. Marisse and I promised that we'll try to go swimming at least once a week this coming term, and if she can't keep her dates with me, you'll go with me won't you Keit? *bats eyelashes* Please?
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Am I crazy? I actually want to go back to school now. AM I CRAZY?!?! HAVE I TRULY LOST MY MIND?!?!??!! Nah. I'm just starting to learn how to be happy in La Salle. Strange but true.
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I am having the most Kris Aquino-esque trouble of keeping my mouth shut. I know, I know, I'm going to try harder. It's just that I've gotten so used to having people to share stories with so that now, anytime anything so incredibly tiny happens to me, I kinda want to share it. But I know I can't anymore, it's not right to bore people with my endless litanies and gushings. Especially if I'm going to follow through with my new-crush-every-term plan, since I know firsthand how tedious it is to try to remember the names, faces, personalities and stories of friends' crushes. BORING. I don't want to force my friends through that again or I will no longer have friends. Hehehehe. So starting today, I have placed a gag order on myself. I will no longer say anything about my love life unless someone asks. And even then, I will keep my answers to a bare minumum. Long may my resolve last. And may this new attempt of mine work.
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I'm getting pretty fat. YEs, my face looks like an inflated beach ball already. So tomorrow, I'm going swimming with Marisse. Me? Swim? Yes, I would only consent to swim in an indoor pool, which, they have in the sports complex. Sorry Keit, the sched's crazy. I know you're not available tomorrow, Marisse can't go on thursday and I can't go on friday. Hehehehe. Marisse and I promised that we'll try to go swimming at least once a week this coming term, and if she can't keep her dates with me, you'll go with me won't you Keit? *bats eyelashes* Please?
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Am I crazy? I actually want to go back to school now. AM I CRAZY?!?! HAVE I TRULY LOST MY MIND?!?!??!! Nah. I'm just starting to learn how to be happy in La Salle. Strange but true.