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I'm here...

I'm in the library, doing my project for Advanced Grammar.

Well, it's been a week since I wrote anything at all. Thanks to Vivian, who is right next to me, pushing me hard from behind... to write something.

I came up with the Creative Writing Class blog again, so far, I've made Lorena check her email and got her so sign up with the blog, have not been successful in the other 8 authors.

Yesterday, I played the piano for church after many weeks of rest from playing for church. Redundant. Dandruff. And in the afternoon, we had an AY program and it was really nice. I had gastric later that night, I just watered myself immensely.

Watched 300 after church yesterday, wished I had a physique like a Spartan. Everyone will be drooling over me, especially myself!!! ahhahahahahahahahaha

Woke up this morning with the rays of sun
shining through my pores (I love this word)
I turn to my side,
And calmness sees me
I turn facing the brightness again
I squint my eyes
I see fairies
prancing around
drunk at dawn

I had a little chat with my parents and brother on Sabbath morning. This time I had the privilege of keeping quite, most of the time, as my mom was interrogating my older brother. I checked out some more music schools. It's like a deep dark secret which I keep to myself. Hoping that nobody will notice. Anyways, I told them that my gf's uncle wanted to meet me. Suddenly the focus is on me. My mom told me my dad just fainted after the revelation.

I downloaded Fergie this morning: Glamorous. To help boost self esteem, I'm having a bad hair day. Everyday is a bad hair day. Body hair included.

Adios

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