Dear Diary

diary of sweet memories…

It Hurts to Assume

Filed under: diary — leigh Marie Antonette at 3:48 am on Friday, February 26, 2016

Dearest Diary,

Hi po.. This is my first time to post a love diary, di ko kasi alam san ako magshare para ma express ko lahat. Call me Leigh nalang po, 21 yrs. old and currently working in Manila City pero taga Bohol po talaga ako. Mahilig po ako mag post ng mga selfies or kahit ano sa mga social medias, nasisiyahan ako ‘don eh. hehe :-) Last May 25, 2014,may nag chat po sa ‘kin sa facebook, he’s name is Josephrey. Kababayan ko sya pero di ko pa sya nakikita ‘don sa bayan namin. I viewed his profile and Oh! he got my attention, as in wow.. parang nagslow motion ako,. hehe. nakipagchat cya ng konti tapos, sabi nya punta daw cya sa amin, kinabahan na ako kasi hindi pa nangyari na may pupunta sa bahay na lalaki kasi parents ko sobrang strict, nag aaral pa kasi ako that time eh mag 4th year college na pero ayaw pa rin ng parents ko na mag boyfriend ako. Pero makulit cya kaya nagpunta cya kinabukasan sa amin, kinabahan daw cya at akon nman sobrang kinabahan din, di ko alam gagawin ko kasi first time, andun parents ko, pero si Papa, umalis after awhile, di na kinausap c Josephrey, parang nagtampo yong papa ko, pero si Nanay ok lang nman, after 2 hours siguro,saka na cya nagpasyang umuwi. Sobrang sarap sa pakiramdam na naexperience kong may bisita na lalaki. hehe, Gwapo pa. Nasundan pa ang kanyang pagbisita at umabot ng 4 times. Pero hindi cya nanligaw. medyo nasaktan ako dun kais nag expect ako, kasi kong di nya ako gusto, bakit bumalik pa cya sa amin ng 4 times? di ba? Pero ok lang naman sa akin, masaya pa rin ako, Hanggang sa nag June first week, di na cya nagpaparamdam,wlang chat or text? pero alam ko naman na Punta cyang Manila kasi mag apply ,Mag seseaman kasi ‘yon. Busy siguro cya. Lumipas ang July, nagchat cya na busy daw cya. ‘Yong chat na isang message lang tapos di na din mag rereply? ok lang ¬†sa akin, sino ba naman ako, friends lang kami. Nag August, na retain yong cp # nya sa phone ko pero di ko tinry na etext, baka di na active, nagbakasakali lang namn ako, one night nag send ako ng message, sabi ko” Hihintayin pa din kita” di ako nag expect na mag rereply kasi nga wla na kaming communication. Reply ‘nya ” Sino ‘to” ? Sobrang tuwa ang nafefeel ko ‘don. Nagpakilala agad ako, nagkatext kami pero nakaka hurt kasi ang tagal mag reply samantalang ako, reply agad. pero ok na din yon atleast nagka kumustahan kami. Minsan tumatawag, wla pa din nagbago sa paghanga ko sa kanya, crush ko pa din cya. Lumipas ang ilang buwan at nawala na naman ang communication namin, kahit sa facebook.

Ang sakit ng nararamdaman ko nung nakita ko ang post nya sa facebook nung November 2014 ,Cake na may nkasulat ” Happy Birthday Babe” . May girlfriend na pala cya, :-( :’( ¬†annsaakkiiiitt !! Pero tinanggap ko yon. Naka move on ako, kasi wla nman naging sa amin, ako lang ang nag assume at umasa.

End Muna sa first Chapter ha? masyado kasing masakit!!. hahah Joke lang. Post next time ang dugtong ng love story ko,.


Filed under: diary — siphamandla at 4:53 pm on Wednesday, July 29, 2015

you will usually hear people say that there are no favourites amongst their children.

i call that lie out,

parents do have their facourites.

most often you will find that there is on e of the children who is burdened with all the family problems.

sometimes even held back by the parents while others move on with their lives.

i have never been one to complain, but today i draw the line.

my mom and her favourite son (my little brohter) were instructing me to do something i did not want to do,

so when i told my little brother to stop telling me all that bullshit, she said i was insulting her…

can you imagine how i felt seeing a repeat of my life story!

my whole life me and my brother have had the same problem, when ever i did something wrong as a child i would get beaten,

and when he did they would just dismiss it and say that he is too young to understand.

sure like always i was given the responsibility to care for him as he started school,

i did not mind all that, its what i was supposed to have done anyway.

years gone by and still nothing changed, the first time my parents found a condom on my bed they freaked out

forbade me from having sex, at the time i was about 17 years old.

i showed them respect and never allowed myself to be caught or seen with a

girl by them.

all that was different with my little brother;

as soon as he could talk to a girl he started bringing them home with him and no one said a word.

he even changed girls weekly and no one commented.

sometimes everyone knew that he was having sex with a girl during day time while everyone was inside the house.

instead of them treating him like they did me, no one said a thing,

instead my father the one who was all up on my business about having sex is the one to congragulate him,

its is as if he has won a world title.

me on the otheer hand am always being watched to see what i will do wrong next.

in short you could say i am a male cindarella.

and there seem to be no happy ending at the end of my story.

but through all this i will do my best to keep going, and i belive that one day things will go my way.

one day i will have a life of my own without the constant guilt and weight of the family on my back.

sure i will always have them, but a house of my own

and some distance between me and them might make my life a little more less sufficating.


Filed under: diary — siphamandla at 8:27 pm on Saturday, May 2, 2015

well here i am again with a very comon after break up question;

what do woman want.

i know from experience that they want what i am, but then they turn around and spit on my face.

am i too nice for my own good?

all girls dont actually break up with me, instad they just disapear in to thn air.

one even has the gall to ask me for a favour after disapering on me.

do i have a friend sticker on my forehead?

there is a this one girl whom i know wants me as bad as i want her, but what happens is that

when ever she and i are togather she loves it and we can chat for hours without a problem,

but when ever things are supposed to go beyond that point of friendship she always pulls back.

now tell me, do i repel women or do they just dont like me for being too honest???


Filed under: diary — siphamandla at 8:25 pm on Saturday, May 2, 2015

hi. its been a while since i last wrote on this and have a lot to talk about.

lately i have met a girl and like always she is not talking to me anymore because i keep pressuring her to meet me like always.

and like always i tend to delay things when it comes to relationships.

all the girls who have left me either complain about me not wanting to have sex as much as they want

or just the everyday misshaps, i dont say i love them as quickly as they would want me too.

the final thing i ruin my relationships with… dont laugh, i am aperantly emotionaly detached. who knew


Filed under: diary — Ashwini Singh at 12:17 pm on Wednesday, January 7, 2015

dear diary

as you know i told you yesterday that today i will tell you about my last part of itinerary  ”back to kochi” after winter vacation-2014.As i already described how romantic i am and all those  silly happenings around which often causes me little bit crazybut eventhough i used to live and rejoice those moments of my life because  here we have no boundation for our happiness and we shouldn’t miss those lucky and precious moments of our life thinking what the people would think of me?what will they say?and blah blah…

but you know what this is the life where we laugh and enjoy our haapiness,feel good for our success nor like those who are just dumb and lame from fear of  surroundings!

yeah i actually have felt and mean it!

now lad!  you must come to the point otherwise we all know how well i am in preaching..he he..

so as i am continuing fro where i left,lastly i sat on my berth and the train started instantaneously leaving all my pleasant moment behind.Albeit you know when you are good by  your heart then god will also take care for your happiness thats why we people always say good people are always when i started to feel gloomy a blunder once again happened before i could understand how,when,where,why no why not because because i wanted this sort of thing to happen forth..burp!

So it happened like whenever i feel sentimental and nostalgic i try to write something,that time i was at zenith of my sentimental mood so i opened my diary and stated to write about her remembring about her beautiful eyes which were as attractive as of dove! as attentive as of nimbly deer! and so on.but later i tried to recollect some of my imagination from my nearby as i rolled my eyes to catch any similar thing my naughty eyes collided with the lady who was sleeping in the front berth wearing santa-claus cap with red-lipstick shinning on glossed.I was just dumbstruck to see this sweet appeared that god has sent me a gift to feel happy in the form of lady-santa which had made me mesmerised at my first site itself.I forgot every thing at  that moment just watching her lovely and cute nose with dimple on her left cheek.i was just estimating how beatiful she appears as in sleep suddenly she was like that even in sleep she was aware that someone is watching your blissful face!Albeit she cauhgt me red-handed looking at her. i was afraid whether she would say something very rude.but you know what she tossed and slept facing her back to my side.i was just stunned and little bit repenting dmned it! which  tended me to look at  her like that but what to do?it was the final result of my sin.Anyway i tried to look outside and tried to recapture her face but strange thing happened this time instead of her this lady’s face came in my mind!OMG

i was literary shocked because you know that in movie of my favourite actor SRK-kuch kuch hota hai, Rani mukherjee says that”whenever you are facing problem and rememeber your dear one it i’ll  be okay”.so i aslo follow this tactics sometime but that time i got  the amazing result indeed.but i believed this gonna work as it did in past. so i was waiting for the miracle again

And so i tried my trick by talking to the person who was sitting beside me and watching me very carefully whether i am the sole owner of this berth or last he asked me “aapka kaun sa berth hai bhai ji?”i answered him and latter he replied which echoed in my ear for several minute!

he told that “mera berth no. 44 hai meri wife 41 pe so rhi hai :) ”.Alas i felt about myslef that moment i thought this lady was unmarried but what to say now?

anyway i replied him very carefully hiding my true feelings there i have berth 45!.then our talk started i mean me and her husband

so what to say this conversation continued it halted when she woke again.

because you know what at the instant she woke he stopped taking to me in betwwen and started talikng to her giving mine less priority indeed.

but this time i was sharp enough to donot start again lest she will wake.

so i opened my laptop and started surfing some stuffs.

but my naughty eyes were still looking  for something something so i applied my formula of impressing girls although she was lady he..he..

and sooner or later she was trapped in my now i was confirming whether i gained victory over her or not?and the response i guessed was positive as she was gazing  at me only!Wow!  now i palyed my trump card and apologised for waking her up for which she replied as”nahi koi nhi main yu hi leti hui thi,bore ho rhi thi”.her tone was so sweet and nice that i am still finding her reply in my ear.i wind up like that “did she want to talk to me?” she is finding me a nice guy i anticipate infact  i was nice guy i wanted to tell her though but how can i?

her husband was just beside me and if i did something wrong probaly meri shaamt aayegi!

so i better i tried to be calm and started playin EA-cricket game and her husband was watching me and saying “cricket khel rhe hain aap acha hai time pas hoga,”she also asked from her husband what i was doing becuase i was giving my facial expression on wickets and sixes and fours but i sometime with my cornered eye looked on her appearance too!

later two more people came and they were saying they have upper both laptop battey was discharging after i finished Internship movie so i shutdown it and enquired whether the charging cable was working on which she replied “check kijye aap”.this time i looked directly at her and forget what to say but later reminded something should be answered otherwise i will be left. i just gave her smile which she reflected on her face having dimples!

sooner or later our talk started with the  people sitting around me.actually the two people who came later were teachers one of english other was of economics.they started to talk to me and later all the people joined in the discussion of science,politics,modi ji religion etc.and i answered and managed the decorum of that. they all were highly impressed with my knowledge and behaviour i guess so and so was She!i also talked to teachers in english with full rhythm which i can say was marvellous!

later in the night they asked me to exchange their berth so that they would be on middle and lower berth respectively which i agreed.after the dinner when i went for sleep she asked whether i needed bed-sheet as she saw me laying down on without anything beneath.i answered yes sure if you had extra.she gave her own  bed-sheet  saying that she will take out another.i was amazed to see her care for day of my journey on MFP-YPR was still full of surprises she woke me up in the morning saying that “kb tk soyega uthiyega?”

although maa was not succesful waking me up in single shout but even her sweet low-pitched sound made me wake it seems that i was just waiting for her call

later after being freshened she offerd me some snacks which i took some from her was very delicious infact i praised her.later in after noon she sat by my side and started  to talk to me when her husband was busy playing cards. we cracked some fuuny jokes and anecdotes  about silly things often our hand touched each other sometime we layed on each other too,sometimes our eyes spellbound too. it was a wacking-day dream for me with such a fun loving lady!

the day passed very the night after we ate our dinner she finally asked my name.i told her. she added that “Ashwini ji aap to kl subah hone se pehle chale jayega humein chor ke….”

i didnt thought for a while and responded “hum hain rahi pyaar ke phir milenge chalte chalte…..:)”she chuckled and smiled. i asked what was her name she told me very softly  it was “HEENA”.on this i told spontaneously what a sweet name it goes on your beatiful appearance.she smiled gently as i seen her glittering teeth in the dark.she asked about my home,my siblings,my eduction and last but not the least thatshe confessed that “i was the sweetest person whom she met ever.” i was thriiling with joy.i said “ofcourse main hoon hi aisa sb kehte hain”.i added too  that she is also the “cutest bahbhi” i ever met and wish that she would be mine own bhabhi forever.she laughed at this.later her husband instructed her to sleep so that i could wake-up early and so we exchanged good-night and slept later i woke up early as there was a man snoring a lot so i checked the time it was hardly 40 minutes to chennai. i freshened myself, packed my luggage and started checking the next train schedule.suddenly she whispered “aap aaj jaldi uth gye?”i answered “haan neend nhi aayi mujhe”.she also agreed and said “mujhe vi nhi”.she told me that “chod ke jaane waale humesha jaldi mein rehte hain”.

i understood her condition as far as now so i told her”upar-wale ne yaad nam ki chij isilye to banyi hai”.i was looking at her eyes which was saying like please stay for little bit this moment all people wake up and started whispering and enquired me “aap jaa rhe hain?”(whether are you going?)i said yes!.soon my station came i waved and said to her “alvida bhabhi phir milenge” and she gave her emotional smile which i somehow noticed.i collected the wishes from all the people and boarded-off the train!

this was my story did you like thisi bet you will!

good night!

1/6/2015 Why Can't We Be Friends?

Filed under: diary — Lindzee at 5:15 am on Wednesday, January 7, 2015

There is a wealth of statistical information proving the fact that sanctions are by in large ineffective.  For a sampling, please scroll down on my Twitter page:  My question is then: Why do leaders of countries, including the United States, continue to choose these “counterproductive” measures, as President Vladimir Putin describes them (mind you, this is a president who has his doctorate in economics) to stop an unwanted behavior without little regard to the impact these chains have on a country’s people?

As stated by one economist from the Council on Foreign Relations (Caveat: Ladies and Gentlemen, I do beg your pardon because I do not recall the author’s name), as much as politicians or diplomats aim, they inevitably are unable to separate government heads from that of the people because of a trickle-down effect.  For example, if bankers are punished from being unable to borrow from foreign lenders, this is passed on to the people in the form of higher interest rates for lending purposes or lower rates for savings and investing.  

Why do people insist on doing the same old thing even if it does not work or have a statistically significant outcomes?

One movie that has had a profound impact upon my life was The Emperor.  This film was based on the true story of the American bombing of Hiroshima and the miraculous and heart-rendering reconciliation process which followed.  

If countries intend on spending much time, money, and people-power cleaning up their messes, why do we create them in the first place?

After we as a country or individuals have been burned or treated badly, is it always necessary to return evil for evil or is there a higher plain and ideology that we can subscribe to along with restitution or reparations that would emanate a more pleasing aroma than the smell of black soot and lifeless corpses?

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Filed under: diary — Ashwini Singh at 3:18 am on Sunday, January 4, 2015

Dear diary

today as you know it was the 2nd day of the year and i wanted to tell you more about my untold story of return journey  of “back to kochi”.

it was one of the memorable and roamantic journey of mine which you will come to know gradually

firstly after i left papa and ankit on the bus i came to the station and there i was thinking of only maa-papa.i swear dunno

why? but the thing which happpened was literary a magic in itself! at first i came to talk to a stranger who was also waiting for the train

on the same platform infact beside mine seat and reading newspaper having local news and  after i completed mine i was just peeping through

the headline of that newspaper.i was muttering and laughing smoothly on some of the news like one i would like to tell you was like that” A Policemen on duty

beaten by locals” and it continued  with the cover-story that a policemen who was on duty on platform moved away the stalls near railway station was chased and beaten

fiercely by the people OMG!this is gonna happen only in Bihar

then i talked with his son who was standing for a long time,i just asked “hey bro where are you going?” and instantly a girl came with her mother and while sitting

i noticed  that she was just staring at me when i looked upon her i was bewildered with her appearance as she was just gorgeous.If i hadn’t been standing and talking there  i would have not

met her and clash of both eyes seeking solacei thought that it would be a foolish idea to sit and move away and hence i started my conversation with that boy so that

we(that beaty and me )can see and talk without being talked! she had sat in such a postion that i would be seen without anyone’s notice OMG!

i really dunno how smart these girls are for their intuition at first site! anyway i continued and i noticed that she ahd very beautiful eyes which every time met made me feel like

i have my best part in my life and when she peeped while talking to her mother was really like “jaan le legi ye shokhi ada” i just say she had fallen in love with me at her first site! it seems

at that point of time that i was also in tune!she was smilng, i was smiling. she was looking, i was looking. she was shy, i kept staring. she moved, i continued watching her bypass and so on

you knowat some point my inner conscience was making such a typhoon that i should go there ask to her mom,asked her name and wanted to excuse us both for sometime so that this

romance should reach its zentih and fulfill its desire.but no man! this was infact bihar and in bihar to i was travelling back to kochi with maa-papa sent me with complete packings and what if they will see her son back to come home badly beaten and face-anointed i dared not to move and continued the “silsila”.after i finished my conversation with that lad i had to move to other side of platform as the computer announced i was sceptical whether she will join me or not?but you know she also joined us and i was literary dancing and humming a song “hum hain iss pal yahan jaane hoo kal kahan hum milen naa milen rehegi sada yahan pyar ki ye dasta sunegi sada jise ye jaami aasman……”

now it was the time of chupam-chupai(hide & seek) game when i was looking she appeared to be hidden from the people who where moving and probably when she, i faced the same!

anyway after so much terrific effort when our eyes caught each other” we were celebrating and rejoicing  from inside as if  whatever happens we can’t be separated for long time”.I was

thinking what if she had gone with me on the same train which i was waitng MFP-YPR express and together on the berth and we confront may be before whole journey i would have proposed her and granted the permission from Sasu-maa(step-mother) that she  should handle her beauty and now “i will take care of her treasure!”

but you know that every love story has some turning moment for which it is destined and mine was too one of those.A female voice came from behind “Passengers for your kind attention

the train number 15288 MFP-YPR express has arrived on the platform no.-4 passenger please acquire your sit”.it was like insturcting a prisoner who had been captive and his meeting hour has ended!so now move.

i was feeling a deep sorrow and saw the reflection in her.I was now staring at her in contentment as if no body was there only she and me.I was not sure enough when did the train arrived and when a man pushed me a bit i came from obilivion!her mother shaked her too. and i anticipate this time she caught us red-handed later she took my dream-girl and i was just looking her swiftly moving away.In no point of time she borded the same train.later i also realized that i had to board the same train too so a glimpse of hope arose in me i went to my birth

and kept my luggage and rushed to the other compartment to find her to ask her, atleast her sweet name.i went through each and every boggies but in vain i didn’t find her again.It was like

the magic which was spelled on me had disappeared and her echo and image was was still moving inside my mind nad making clamour!

i was wishing that may almighty make us meet again somewhere and  i thanked thee for such pleasure!

this part is upto my boarding later part i will tell you tommorow becuase i am feeling sleepy

good night!

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Filed under: diary — Ashwini Singh at 6:40 pm on Saturday, January 3, 2015  Tagged


Dear diary

every year i wanted to make some Resolutions  but every time it was forgotten or given a foolish idea to act upon but

this time i am stern enough and determined to write my feeling and happenings of my life so that when i leave this duniya

atleast some thing would be there which will account my autobiography :) .

Actually i need to be very informal to you as if you are my best friend with whom i can share all  my feelings and emotions

although you are a non-living but for me you are far more than living. yeah i mean it!

this time i will not be too much lenghty and so better come to the point.i had just arrived from my home which is in Begusarai(BIHAR)

as you know firstly i  had not wanted to go home but later i realized  that my maa and papa wanted me to come so that they

can have one glimpse of me since i am  their only hope to live.thats why i could not give up. albeit i had to submit my s1-s2 results which are

not out yet.

so during my return journey from kochi i felt too many awkard and difficut situtation like one old labourer who was coming from coimabatore was escorted

by his young son died probably besides my berth. it was really very pity one of passenger named R.Renju bhaiya helped them a lot. i too was willing to help

as u know but i had opened you in the train and so was more apprehensive to be stolen thats why i didnt move but begged from god a lot

for his survival because you know i was terrified and hallucinated to watch this pity seen having the patient vomiting blood omg

later i came to patna junction,oh sorry i forget to tell you about a boy named Rahul Raj.He was also a worker in Angamaly(kerala).actually i prefer to tell

him a chef rather.He was very keen and caring we became friends sooner and enjoyed 3 or 4 movies together on the laptop!

he made me feel like i never regreted for a on the patna junction i was in great need of my phone 3g data but alas i didnt find any

shop which can recharge my that palce is the bihar’s most suitable place to study?i have no idea!

i met one of acquainatnce who was basically from the same school where i lived my most memorable life,it is D.A.V.Public school itwa!

actually he was senior from me and was studying in BIT,Bengal pursuing his degree in CSE.later one stranger came and just our fromal talk started

he was a guardian of children who was aspiring for IIT-exams in Kota.As you know how it is common for every people in north India to compete for it.

then he asked about my college i told him that i am in CUSAT which bhaiya also agreed  that it is a premier govt. institute.I felt proud there later i came to home it

was around 7:30 and the chillest day there temp 4.4 degree celsius! my maa-papa was at home itself to welcome me i felt very happy to meet them after so much time.i ate then slept.

it was next day that i was relieved somewhat!but the weather was very unsuitable!indeed it was too much cold there.i was shivering from it.

next day i went to bank for my Internet banking request and then my Semester fees which all were accepted and done.i was done here.

then i moved to see my nani(maternal-mother) and mamu-mami.i went there with Ankit(my Bhanja).I went there and first met my badi mami

and asked ridiculously whether see recognize me?the answer was positive then i met my dearest Nani.As she first didn’t but sooner or later she called me “chotua chikaye!“(chote is my nickname in my home)i had a great time with nani and all other relatives there.first time i felt that i am now matured boy!

then i came back to my home as i had train tomorrow so i had to packup isn’t it?so did.

i wake up next morning very early i made the packings and helped papa about the LPG DBTL account opening i also told him that if i was sure enough that the account

would be opened then i will have stayed for more.but you know i was apprehensive and so made my decision to go.

i waved a very sad and gloomy bye to maa papa and Ankit and sat on the bus!

this was my itinerary upto here.

good night!

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Filed under: diary — Marife Malabanan at 2:10 pm on Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Dear Diary,

       Pasensya na if now lang ulit nakapag update ng mga nangyayari sakin,,minsan kasi tinatamad eh,,,,,, pero ayan akala ko maganda na araw ko ngayon kasi “PURE BLUE” ang peg ko kanina,,,pagtripan ba ga naman ulit ng mga baliw kong kaklase,,,sa inaraw araw lagi nalang nila ako trip,,,nakakainis na nga eh…tapos eto pa,, late ako sa duty ko kanina as S.A (Student Assistant) sa school… grabe lang ang hirap ng hapitan ang sched…hirap din pala at nakakapagod din, minsan nga gusto ko na sumuko eh kaso kelangan kong tiisin para na din matapos ko na to...hopefully matapos na talaga to…then dito sa bahay,, ayun di pa pala laba yung uniform ko,, tapos wala pang sabon,,,wow puro banlaw nalang,, buti mabango pa naman yung uniform ko…..… dami nangyari sakin sa araw na to…malungkot dahil yung baon ko tinipid ko talaga,,,hahaha,,,masaya kasi yung mga classmates kong epal ,,, umeepal ng bongga,, tapos ayun buti kinausap ako ni Mr. Famous kanina (which is Rojie…), inis kasi yun nga dito sa bahay…..hayyy sana araw-araw nalang maganda yung mga nangyayari sakin… Good Vibes!!! ba,,,hehehe….so hanggang dito nalang muna ulit…. Good Night!!!!



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Filed under: diary — Marife Malabanan at 2:08 pm on Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Dear Diary,

       Okay time checked … 02:03 A.M… umaga na pala…. hahaha….    One of my daily routine ay ang matulog ng madaling araw na….hahaha!!! ,,nasanay na eh,,,facebook at wattpad lang naman ehh,,,,masaya na ako dun,,kahit walang lovelyf,,,atleast dito di ako bore,,,walang problema,,,walang heartache,,,hihi,,,,pero may kilig din kung minsan lalo na kapag nagbabasa,,,,,kahit hanggang dun na lang okay na,,, buti nga naimbento to kahit papano,,,malilist ko dito yung mga routines ko araw-araw,,yung mga kalukahan ko especially in school,,,,oh diba,,,barako kaya ako dun…one of the boys ksi ang peg ko dun…cge hanggang dito na lang muna,,mejo antok na din eh…hehe…mornyt na…



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