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T a Civic Hybrid or better yet a Camry!
T an iPhone
T laptop of my own
T digi cam
T travel to Bangkok and Venice
T go cruising with ate to Europe
T to be an educator
T pass the friggin NCLEX!!!

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Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Confused

Hearing: Papa Cologne by Parokya
Where@: tambayan again... the usual...
Whatup: drained, drained, drained.

School's a mess! I'm drained after only 2 straight days of pure CHN stuff... arrrgggh! I'll just pooof come immersion... hope not!

I've also been thinking a lot lately about some things that are going about in my life particularly about... *Sigh! Everything that's previously clear is now a bit blurred... Sad. It would've been better if I just didn't friggin' see those darn messages. This definitely makes it all the more confusing. I had plans conjured up in my brain already and now it's all in disarray! This is frustrating! And now Alex wants to get in the picture!!! Waaaaah! What do I do?! I can't just freakin' ignore him cause I've done that for more than a year already and the poor chap would feel that he had his self esteem trampled upon by no less than me. Again for the nth time. I hate doing this, hurting other's feelings. But I can't be responsible all the time, right? I can't also pretend that I love him cause that would be lying.

So much for the blah... Hafta go to class now.

romancing perfection at 7:46:00 AM