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You know that feeling when, after a long week of pure chaos inside your brain, you get a breather, a treat for yourself?

Im off from work at six and Im out to meet Koyt to just unwind and let go of all the bad vibes from the week past.

Hello we're survivors.

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Okay. So I could go to Macau and fly back here to Manila for an eye-popping less than 2k pesos only. I am, therefore, tempted. But then lodging + food + miscellany would cost me around 6k or more, unless ofcourse I opt to go on an only-water-and-mints diet for 4 days which is hello crazy stupid impossible, and unless I swear to go home empty-handed, not even nuts or haw flakes from there when I get back. In short, I have to get myhelloself probably 9k to be able to go to Macau, stay there, have fun, nourish myself, entertain myself, and get my ass back here.

But then again, with that 9k, I could already buy alon the neb he needs. That 9k is equivalent to 10 big tin cans of milk which could feed him for probably a good 2 mos and a 1/2. Soooo.. I dont know. I could just maybe wait 'til, while walking down the street on an ordinary day, I stumble upon a brown envelope with 9k in it. Or or maybe I could just sell my soul for 9k to bart simpson. Orrr maybe I could run for politics so money would never be a problem. 'Di ba?

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Just when I was really enjoying the story, I decided to put it down so that I could finish it in some warm cozy place in just one sitting whilst sipping some hot white mocha. However, I had an alzheimer attack and left the marvelous book. In pampanga.

Hello im jen from far far away south so hello the shit. Im itching to get my book and finish it off. And no, Im not considering powerbooks as an option. I want my book. Haha the kid in me just spoke.

And, oh, on another note, lookie ^_^

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My few weeks of stay here as an intern has got me listening to trance and techno. Hahahappy music geez I never knew. O wells, back to work.