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name:Jhoi Lerum
birth day:26th of may
age:nineteen
she can be aloof and very cold
patience was NEVER her virtue
skeptical and undecided
reckless and candid
dreamt of being a killer/assassin
a bum that loves sleep
keeps her friends close
and enemies unnoticed
explosive and violent
harsh and untammed

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coffee is an addiction.
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Warhols' pop art
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Italian f o o d
Grey's Anatomy
ParaMORE
(ulk emo.)
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Steven Hyde - i adore
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G O D - my all

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Sunday, October 14, 2007

chillaxin' 6:27 PM


haha. today is the start of semestral break. and i'm loving the feeling. no school works to worry about anymore. the only thing that ruined it is that i have to got to school tomorrow because we were marked as late-absent for just being 5 minutes tardy. sucky. and the thing too is we have to pay six-hundred and fifty pesos. yeah. pathetic. oh well, what can we do? we have to be trained to be on time and at the same time to be sucked by the use of our parents' money. ok now. change topic.

waaaaaaa. semestral break! sem break! break!

i have lots of ideas to be put in action this sembreak like to read tons of unread books in my shelf, or to clean my uber-messed-up room, to go shopping, watch tv and have a movie marathon, to go to enchanted kingdom with friends, to attend parties, to learn any instrument or sport maybe? haha. as long as the person who's going to teach won't charge me. haha. to attend an art class maybe? or to learn how to cook because my dad is already nagging me to learn. i've got lots of idea overflowing my mind... but i guess first thing's first. i have to prioritize my reqiurements to be able to study in a place wherein everybody is a stranger.

so what are the requirements i need to get?

well i need:

so maybe on tuesday i'd go to my highschool school to get transcript of records so that if i could be lucky (if LUCKY is the proper word to use) enough i could be able to study "there."

today i'm feeling odd. it's because my closest brother, kuya marx, left to go to dubai to continue his work. aww, i hate the feeling. i'm so gonna miss him. i didn't get the chance to go to the airport with him because i don't know, i'm not prepared maybe? and i just really don't want to see someone leaving. it's just so sucky. oh well, i hope he'd be ok there and take good care of himself. he's a big boy, i know he can.

when i woke up this morning i was browsing through my stuffs and at the same time i was fixing it because it a mess. i laughed as i saw my highschool class pictures. wanna see? to see my evolving appearance, it's just so cool. and also i missed the days wherein life was a breeze... encompassed with all girls schoolmates or is it all gurls? hehe, everybody is a friend, surrounded by strict nuns, clean and comforting environment. i just missed it so much. yuck i'm being nostalgic again. but it's really nice to recall good times, good memoirs.


You are everything i wanted,
and more...