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Things To Do Before I Turn 22
Get that overdue drivers license

Visit a new country

Travel

Learn to cook

Live and love


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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my life...so you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Monday, June 06, 2005

    No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told they are pretty, even if they aren't. - Marilyn Monroe

    Ahahaha, Wani dear! This lil sassy angel is one of my sources of sunshine in this university. She's spunky, she's feisty and dont let her size fool you, she's got a personality that will knock u down and out. We have similar movie tastes (Back To The Future Trilogy!! And aaaahh, ANACONDAS 2 STILL TRAUMATIZES ME!), we laugh about the silliest things, and she always has a smile for you, never mind that you look like crap ;) Thanks so much, hun!!!

    Accounting Financial 250 is gonna r a p e my BRAIN.

    So in a week, I have my final exams for this semester, and hopefully, Ill s u r v i v e them. Coz if I survive them, see, Ill only have a year and a half left before graduation with a bachelors degree and then I can get out of here and be a naked sky diving instructor by day and an official cheesecake taster by night. EIther way, I doubt Ill be in a career where my degree will be particularly of use, but lets hope so.Sometimes I envision myself as a backpacking road trip taking random job person, roaming e v e y w h e r e. I dont have roots that bind me anywhere, and I aim to find a place that feels like home someday and settle down there. Which is why Im preparing myself. Im preparing myself emotionally. Coz if I ever get out of the Philippines/Malaysia/Brunei area, Im staying out. It doesnt feel like home around here anymore, I dont feel like I live here anymore, and as a b s u r d as it sounds, at the nearest opportunity that presnts itself to me, Im flinging myself as far away as possible. I dont know how I suddenly got this nomadic surge, but perhaps its the constant feeling of perpetual detachment from my life around here. Like, I try not to get too attached to anyone, particularly a guy, because I know Ill l e a v e them in a second if the opportunity to leave ever presents itself, and I cant carry excess baggage, because I have e n o u g h baggage of my own to deal with.

    In other news, I am a b i y a t c h. Never mind the whys and hows. Just believe me that I am.

    Ive not been getting enough sleep, obviously, as I go out by night and study after and before. And during the day, Im somewhere socialising and studying, which sorta screws up my internal clock, but then again, its been screwed up before.

    How come no one ever told me how sizzling h o t Mariah Carey is? She rivals Angelina Jolie as the woman Id turn lesbian for.

    My weekend was a mixed up bag, as always, and thats how I like it. Im trying to come to terms with Gretchel leaving next sem, and its gonna be tough, but cest la vie...