Friday, August 7, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Little Things: Understanding
"sometimes we wished to be understand, but all we do is silence"
perhaps sometimes, silence is not gold.
I'm starting to use the positive energy driven from PMS. :)
perhaps sometimes, silence is not gold.
I'm starting to use the positive energy driven from PMS. :)
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Perché Sono Impaurito
and the cheering up thingy..
it doesn't work this time.
and I wonder why and how it worked in the past?
I need something that works, perché sono impaurito.
Ma manterrò appena sulla prova.
:D
it doesn't work this time.
and I wonder why and how it worked in the past?
I need something that works, perché sono impaurito.
Ma manterrò appena sulla prova.
:D
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Seeing Double
a couple days ago, before I went to campus, I was picking up some clothes to be worn to campus and my eyes fell to my soft pink sweater top that the last time I wore it was way back in 2006. It was short (at the waist) and my comfy pants was on laundry so I wore my other jeans which is hipster type and to avoid undergarments exhibition due to the hipster type pants, I wore a black long top underneath the sweater. something casual, but I thought it was something that no one would wear.
Laras and I agreed to meet up at around 12 or later at campus. when she arrived, she came up to me and I was shock because she was wearing the same style of clothing I was wearing, the same shoulder bag type, and the same white/off white canvas slip on shoes. Fortunately, the clothes were in different color. I laughed.
so how did we end up wearing the same style? I don't know.
not a big deal.
when she asked me to accompany her to accompany a friend's friend to a tour around the campus, I was being a little worried. we would be like two people matching each other having a tour around the campus, but what the hell. I prefer that than sitting doing nothing.
so how did we dress up?
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