here i find myself, blogging in the wee hours of the night.... yes, 8pm is considered as 'wee hours' here in the dorm. as usual i'd be doing my research with the exception of always looking at his friendster account. (wag mayabang. :p) sometimes i just can't imagine the fact that you're the one i'm talking to. anyhoo... i want to talk to you.. woeh rhyming.. :p

the thought of being a dean's lister crossed my mind. and just passed by like a whisp of smoke. 'poof'. no more thoughts. fun.... bleh.

i was with my blockmates during lunch. (Happy Birthday Jaimie!) but 3 of us didn't get to eat coz of friggin pe. anyhoo, we went back at around 3 and ate there. then the fun part came. :D we became serious and the bullshit on love life entered the conversation. anyhoo.... i got to help.. sort of. but i do hope she gets better. i have absolutely no idea why she asked for my help. but i'm glad anyway. :)

laters.