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patience was NEVER her virtue
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007

so what can i say? 10:54 PM


ok. it's been long since i last wrote. so lets see. what can i say. i've been bumming around. jaded. not that jaded actually. i always find something to do like watch tv? read books? take care of my brother? clean? chat with friends? etc. so i'm not really that jaded. but sometimes i feel geeky because of the things i do... like for example reading Reader's Digest while i'm at the bathroom or read whatever just to get my self to sleep. i'm excited to write something about The Zahir but i'm still in the process of finishing the book. i recommend you read it too. it's really a good book.

so i have been party-ing too. and i think it's not a good thing because my dad is being so anxious about it already. i've been going home late. as in late. but i swear to my system that i don't drink or what-so-ever. maybe i sip just to know the taste. and besides, i have to drive home.

the thing that is bothering me too is that i don't like people seeing me as a party girl because i really am not. why? because it just doesn't suit me. maybe i can do it non-routinely or once in a blue moon, but not regularly.

look:
yah. so it's ok to be there once in a while. just to let loose, have a little fun and play beyond rules. but to make this as a habit? nah. not my thing. not even close.

You are everything i wanted,
and more...