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this is like a new start for me....


where to begin....

i don't know... but to tell you, many things have passed by me, many things yet to be discored...

i was in an internet cafe, which never failed to tempt me- thanks to their fifteen persos per scoop-ice cream. little did i know that an old schoolmate sat beside me, and another one used the computer behind. my my.... should i greet them? or should i employ passive resistance?


nah, i resort to the latter.


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picking a topic for this blog is hard. blog is an online diary (i believe). when i write something that resembled a diary, it never failed to remind me of ms. alfonso, our first year high school english teacher. ms. alfonso is passivity personified. she's the epitome of everything that is boring. ms. alfonso required us to write a diary which she was supposed to read and grade. after so many months of keeping that damn diary (which contained nothing but "i'm too tired to write something") she never asked us about that diary.

it made me feel betrayed. it made me keep grudges.


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