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Boo! Korea.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Is it even sensible to want to jot down coherent sentences when your mind is not coherent? Is it even sensible to think of sensibility when you are not sensible? Duh. Shame on you, I want to blab, and on to it I shall. I can't remember what I did today, except for those teeny, tiny bit of departure when I had to BOO people. Weridom is reigning the hallways. BOO. Holloween Halloween is not until October 31, and what date is it, exactly? July 31. Right. August-September-October...3 more months to go. Wait, no shit? ONLY 3 more months to go? Then what? December, January, February, March...4 more months to go and we're free of school? WOAH. We'll soon be reviewing, and we'll soon be taking the tests that will bring us to next set of ladders defining the end of our scholastic life. *Blah, blah, blah*

Where will I be after High School? ONE PLACE. I'll be in a point in the graph without coordinates, just maybe an inequality to define my location. I'll be in a place MORE than a thousand miles away from this place. I'll go fuck myself up abroad. (NO GREEN MINDS THERE FUNCTIONING? GOOD. COZ IF THERE ARE, SHOVE IT UP YOUR NOSE ALREADY.) I'll be climbing the tip top of the ladders of the I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-E Universties in the known world. I'll go to Harvard, or Oxford, or NYU! I'll take the goddamed SATs and what's the name of what they call it in UK and go there (on a scholarship if I can choose it! It costs TOO much. Ha.) But I swear I'll go there and study then take Law, where ever there chooses itself to be. I will go there.

I've thinking of this since forever and I've been thinking about it all day. I thought of it while we had Chemistry (Hey, hey, SEP actually helped me, can you believe it?) And I thought of it while we listened to substitutes and nonexistent substitutes during AK, Envi. Ed and the supposed History period. I did the crap those missing (not wanted) teachers wanted us to do and I turned to read. But wait! News flash: I don't have a book. Ha. I finished Wrath, and I DEFINITELY need Sloth, but I left it at home. My, my. I need to Reed read it now, but I'll get done with my Homework first.

Happy Birthday Kim, Annewileen, Bea Pojas and JK Rowling! MASSIVE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HARRY! He's how old? 27? Yeah. Harry! We ate cake today, from Kim! Recess: Black Forest. I never quite managed to particularly crave for it, but now, I DO! And Lunch, we gave Bea a *something* crumble and we devoured it.

Hold on, I'm watching TV. Show: Let's Speak Korean. Ha! I want to learn! Yong Gi E Si Mo Ro Yo? Is it far from here. Moroyo - far away. Hakawoyo - close. These two friends are hakawoyo. Shogu moroyo - a little bit faraway. Aitsu hakawoko - VERY close. Anyo - No. Kyeng-glo - PLANE. Be - BOAT. Peyo kam yon, : You can get there. (I'm using this as y notebook)

HAHA. WHAT DID I WATCH? =)) It's so cuuuuute. Hihi! It's already 6:30, I have to go. I need to begin doing my HW. I was supposed to go to the dentist today. Well, I did. But then, wala yung wire. So I'll go there bukas.

Kompangye-o: you can get there quickly. Tyet so yo - subway. Kumban - right away! COOL! =)) Haha, it was my sister who left it at Arirang. But she fell asleep! :> I talked to a kid in FAKE Korean kanina, and she was...dumbfounded!

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Bianca Ruiz;
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Ateneo de Manila University;
Management Engineering;
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