sakit sa buot number 1- unta tanang skirts nako kay dili mabutngan og bleach and malubadan.
2- and unta tanan skirts nako kay garter lang ang naa sa waist
3- same pod for jeans or trousers or shorts
4- and unta ma-fit pa gihapon tanan baby tees and minis and dresses and skirts and trousers nako..
sakit gyud sa buot na wala na gani ka nagpakamatay og kaon kay ganahan rajud imong waist na mukanta og when i grow up..
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uninspiring tonight. tamad man ko to go to pata-an on saturday with all the packing and i don't think the washroom/banyo situation there is neat.. panget banyo is not the best way to go..
and gelo tells me to go so i'd be miserable cuz i'd wind up reminiscing his team building there.. grrrrrrrr.
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slept all day.. i have to start running.. hantod storya lang ko.. and i should kick butts na.. my back is always in pain lately.. smoking kills.. haha..
"As people grow up, they cease to play, and they seem to give up the yield of pleasure which they gained from playing. But whoever understands the human mind knows that hardly anything is harder for a man than to give up a pleasure which he has once experienced."
- Sigmund Freud, "Creative Writers and Day-Dreaming"
oh dear freud. haha.
i miss psychology and philo classes..
johnny joined us while the twindom had breakfast outside the hotel, i told him he looked older.. his retort was.. nagtambok ka..
aaaaaaaaaaaaaay. kasakit.
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February 26, 2009
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Thursday, February 26, 2009
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