Thursday, April 17, 2008

death...

celebrating one year closer to death.



this day seems so weird. yeah, weird is go0d, but not in this case. lots of people greeted me. they don't really know about this day but its just because Lara sent them a message that's why they knew about it. maybe I'm just not used to being greeted by people and being expected to celebrate this day.

lashes still pushed through with convincing me to go to the batch thing next week. i don't know about that. there'll just be lots of things to spend money on if that's the case and adding up to our expenses is the last thing on my to-do list. Pot and Ludz also tried to convince me to go.

i don't even know if I'm really supposed to pay for something i wouldn't even be able to enjoy or experience. The big amount of money could be used for more practical things. If i have to, then i have no choice since i do want to graduate, but still, it is unfair. Ahya also had this event in their scho0l and since he didn't go, he wasn't required to pay, just like what Their PTA committee said, "maawa naman tayo sa mga magulang at unfair yun sa kanila."

Yes, rationalness is all i want. Is that to0 much to ask?

i ate lunch with the other 'orphans' like me, we talked about things like nc and our lives.

awhile ago, i fell asleep while watching ai. I just woke up when Bape texted me to greet me again. it's a go0d thing that i woke up so i had the chance to change and leave our house. i went to sm to buy the bo0k i've been longing to have and... well, self indulge. I was supposed to buy four bo0ks *which included the bo0k of Garfield and others that struck my interest* but i wanted to save money and, if given a chance, buy the bo0k at a cheaper price. i saw lots of bo0ks with the titles having the word Ice, "Dry Ice" and "Eastern wind melts ice" to name a few.

there were some 'friends' *that's what they call themselves* who didn't greet me. It's ok since i'm used to that and i don't celebrate it myself. *it's been expectes that i salt *nag-aasin??? haha* when this day comes.. every year. Oh well...

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