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"From now on, everyday will be the most important day." Hi! The name is Angela. Born on 10191988; existing (and living) for 21 years (and counting). Only daughter. Graduate of UST BSCS '09. Currently working (and wasting my once productive life) in night shift to sustain her luxurious life. Plans to mature on February 2010. Addicted to Web. A licensed driver. In a relationship since 122108. Loves my circle of friends. Loves sweets. Sentimental. Slim, long-legged with fair complexion. Wants to edit her life. So help me God.

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8.08.2009
It's not enough.
Story told at 08:44 // 1 person(s) left violent reaction(s).

It's not that I'm not happy. Maybe, I'm just very much concentrating with other things that it makes me forget I still have that thing.

Gahd da... I just got home. (Hmm, not really. About 8:30?) Home alone. They went to Cavite to fetch my grandmother who's going to stay with us here until her birthday. (That would be on 2nd of September.)

This day wasn't so stressful. I just got a lot of "Fuck", "Shit", "Bullshit" and "Crap". Had them for breakfast. At this very moment? Already digested. :D People are really sooo demanding. I wonder how God can handle each one of us. Admit it, all of us are like the Americans I've been talking with since June; we demand so much that we do not notice we are already hurting others' feelings. If only I could tell them how stupid they really are, then one soul in this world would me happy. (Mine.)

Paulo Coelho's The Zahir. I am on the 200th page. 98 pages to go. I have this with me during my shift so I would have something to read during avail time. A novel of obsession. Sooo great. I will never wonder why he became an international bestselling author. I just have to finish this until next week (or before next week) then I'm going to buy the Eleven Minutes. My officemate told me it's a good book, too. :D Then after I finish that, I'm gonna buy another book again. Eleven minutes. By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept. Until I get to buy all his books. That's how obsessed I am. :))

I want to do a lot of things. I just don't know where to start. They say I've been very busy, that's why. I say, I don't have enough time. But is my reason enough? What enough time do I need? Pft. C'mon, proper time management! I've been trying to get this one since college! When will you be mine? :/

I heard a Plurk sound on my lappie that's why I tried to open my Plurk tab. I saw someone responded to my friend's plurk: it was a video about the "pambababastos DAW kay Tita Cory". Here is it. (Sorry Willie, I have to post this. I can't stand it.)


I understand why Willie said those things. He has a point. What I don't understand is why he did it on-air. It's really so tough to be a host of a noontime show, trying to make a lot of people happy, then suddenly, an update on a funeral convoy of the woman he admired most is being shown. That's insulting in his part, too. If you were in his shoes, you'd do the same thing. Unless you have a really high self-control. His words were just not appropriate but if you'll get to see his reason/point of saying that, you would understand. I just saw some responses in the YouTube and I just can't help but to share my thoughts. I knew it yesterday with my mom. At first, I thought MTRCB's just getting a hole to suspend Willie again. Pft.

Last day of the week today! Looking forward to 30-minute avail time in between each calls so I could finish reading The Zahir. Hehehe.

Got to sleep now!
I sooo love the air!

PS: When will I see you? When shift bids? Are we still in good terms by that time? Hate me.