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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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It's 11AM. I'm supposed to be sleeping now!

FRIDAY. "Finally." I wasn't late. Came 10 minutes earlier than 10. It's pay day. Can you feel it?

SATURDAY. Itong's birthday. Employee survey. 30-minute extended call. Philippine Star in the morning for my dad. Last day at work (for this week, er). Officers' meeting at 7PM. Work at 10PM.

SUNDAY. Kuya A's birthday. Sunday BP Operation at 7:30AM. Welcome recruits for parish involvement. Date with PJ. Sleep. Sched swap: Sunday at work, Thursday off? NO.

MONDAY. Start the week right. Bev's birthday. Hazel brown contact lens from EO. Sort clothes.

TUESDAY. Please let me go.

I want to de-stress. I want to go to the beach. I want to have a coffee in Sbucks. I want to see my friends. I want to go the sports park and jog. (Is MSP open 24 hours? McDo afterward.) I want Tiramisu Meltdown. I want Cookies-n'-Cream-flavored ice cream. I want peace. I want to hug my boyfriend. I want to drive with Acey. I want A LOT.