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Patronage is welcome. The girl's
Roxanne Diana. A cheeseball who believes she was a natural-born royalty.
A red-blooded freak by choice, she was born with a burger in her mouth and a knife in her hands. And yes, she's a self-proclaimed Gossip Girl.
» The Blog
I don't know why I still maintain a
blog despite my laziness and inconsistent mood-swings. Anyway, thanks to my favorite bitch/cousin,
Jana for my profile image.
» SCREAM!
The Bitch is back.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Boy 1 and 2, walking:
Boy 1: Lalaki pare oh.
*dumaan*
Boy 1: Pare ang gwapo niya.
Dumaan na ang Pasko, New Year, JS Prom at Valentine's at wala pa rin akong update. At dahil masipag ako ngayon, eto na, vavaboom:
Christmas - basta Pasko, nakalimutan na. Haha.
New Year - wala na rin ako maalala, ang alam ko lang, nagpaputok kami ng Judas' Belt kahit labag sa batas ng pamunuan ng Olongapo.
JS Prom - kasama ako sa Cotillion at maayos naman ang lahat-lahat. First time naganapin ang Promenade namin sa OCCC kaya masaya talaga at ang swerte ng batch namin. Kahit papano naman, may nagbigay sa akin ng roses. Ayun, may nangyaring something. But that's for you to know and me to find out. :)
Valentine's Day - may nagbigay din sa akin ng roses nung Valentine's, pero akalain niyo ba, may nagpadala sa akin ng Blue Roses the day before Valentine's [Friday the 13th pa ah]. Nakakawindang talaga kasi wala pang note man lang nakalagay dun sa bouquet. Sana cash na lang yung binigay niya. Haha. So who's the mystery person?
December was chilly and kewl.
January was average but awesome.
February was a blast. In a bad and a good way syempre. In a good way, I feel that I'm becoming more mature toward things. Ganun2. Our friendship was tested again for the past month and I'm glad we passed the test... I'm so happy that we're still friends after everything that's happened.
And as the summer time takes over, graduation time for a few, the start of the final year for us, i sure hope March would be the best.
Nga pala, we're loving the letter B now. I don't know what's with it but we sure do have Bs in our lives. :)
Labels: B, The Past