Saturday, April 10, 2004

at long last, after 2 semesters of emotional turmoil, i have managed to survive one academic year in the lonely mountains out UPLB.

that would be my first and last moment that i will spend in that hell.

so here i am, 18 and legal, fresh out of school and ready to face the summer already with a bad tan.

i havent really done anything productive since school was out. except for my excuse of a debut where i had all my friends in the backyard, while i ratted away about my little victories in life oozing with sarcasm.

i am such a bitch, sometimes, i can't even help being one.

but now i am 18, i should be more responsible now, i can't just go around saying every damn thing that crosses my mind because i can get sued. and if i did, i won't be in juvi anymore because i can get tried as an adult. why the hell am i even thinking about this? it's not like i'm going to go out and try to rape someone.

see, see what i mean? i give the worst examples.

so i will now ramble on about the wholesome things in my life.

i now have all of my things from LB back here at home, and i tell you, its a lot of stuff. I can't believe i accumulated all those trash in my one academic year stint there. handouts, toys, cupons, letters, notes, test papers and all that stuff were strewn around the pleace waiting to be thrown out. but being the memorabilia addict that i am, refused to part with those things and forced my dad to haul it all here in our house.

so now, i have three big boxes of (literally) trash. stacked in my bedroom, another box hidden away in the attic. not to mention a ton of other things like the presents i got for my birthday. my room is a scary place right now that little kids could get lost in it.

i don't even want to elaborate on the other things stacked and hidden away in my room. some aren't even hygenic...oh wait...i threw those out already ;oP

now i know what my first summer project should be, CLEAN MY ROOM.

i can't wait to see my "everyday spent in LB is a day closer to Diliman" poster... if only i remember where i put them in.

oh the life of a disorgaized teenager is deffinitely a hard one.

i am so disoganized that even the things i write are incoherent.

shut up sanya, shut up!

[[sanya whored herself to the world at 1:53 AM]]