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Tuesday, June 24, 2008

NO POINT IN DWELLING OVER THINGS THAT ARENT GOING TO HAPPEN.
easier said then done, no?

i think i am still missing.
damn,
who said anything abt time heals everything?

really,
if only there is 48hrs/day.
den mayb everything under the sun can be squeezed into the ever packed schedule.

lonely bus rides are super comforting.
the moment,
the flashbacks, reflections
ahhhh,
satisfaction.

IF ONLY I HAD STUDIED HARDER.
I WOULD HAVE CLEARED TERTIARY STUDIES=(
suddenly, i miss those days man.
the after sch nonsense,
the incomplete hmwk, the screamings from teachers,
and hw can i leave out
the stupid track.
hahaha, pardon me.



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