Tuesday, March 02, 2004

fragments

My father is so unfair. Hehe. He got a 6600. harhar. i want that. (bitch me.) I guess I would have to be contented with my fone now. well I love my phone especially the resolution of the pictures. What I just find annoying abot it is its VERY low memory. Imagine, it can only store around 37 pictures. I can hardly live with that. (ow-keey I’m exaggerating.) I already have the USB cable but I still don’t have the time to call sony ericsson to ask how I could use it. [?] I don’t know which software to install. Imagine how busy I am.

PLUS, it’s a major piss-off that I cant receive mms messages. SMART’s smartness must have been deteriorating.
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ha, I was happy yesterday. I find something magical about the pants I was wearing yesterday. It works as a magnet of happiness. I wanna send my apologies to my poor innocent victim. :) (woopps, why did I reveal that, the wanted curse must be reversed. )
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Les’ party is this Saturday but I still don’t have a top. I really have no concrete idea in mind what I am to wear. Hehe. I went to the mall yesterday to check on a “funky” top. Too bad I seemed not to have an eye for style.

How about not going? Hmm, no. I already spent for a skirt.

Sayang…
the skirt?
No..
but the thirst
quencher.

Woohoo. Let’s drink to that. Hehe. how come I am extra perky today?

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ah ok. Im perky today because it’s doomsday tom. (sorry for the not parallel sentence construction) huhu, I have my group discussion for poetry tomorrow. It’s about the humor of history. We’ll be discussing simeon dumdum jr and charles simic. Ha, wish me luck and poetic wisdom. I need Divine intervention. I mean it.

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I couldn’t finish the blog entry about lizzie’s debut. Hehe. there are just so many ‘fragmented’ things to talk about. it was fun, ‘nuff said. I don’t wanna make fun out of myself na. I’ve heard enough of my story that night from my blockmates. (thanks to you guys ngapala) :)

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as always, sorry for this chaotic entry. im just exhausted from our every-other-day journal entries for sir tigno’s class. I might post in the next days the well written ones.

gotta go for now. I still have my one-way conversations with dumdum, simic and their poetry.