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    Monday, February 14, 2005

    i will survive

    The never-ending giggles, the irritating bobbing heart-shaped balloons that were blocking my view of the lecture slides , the daunting realisation that it is the widely-celebrated St. Valentine's Day.

    Well, I'm proud of myself for not scowling at every single person carrying a flower or balloon (i just don't get whatever are they going to do with those??) and am seriously happy for those who take delight in celebrating this so called day of romance (blablabla.... sorry. i just can't help it). Still, I maintain my stand in not advocating this occasion. Period.

    I wasn't supposed to be in hall tonight. I was supposed to be at the airport sending my best friend off to NZ, but I couldn't make it down in time and I'm extremely disappointed and regretful that I wasn't there to say goodbye and give her a big hug before she left. Goodbyes over the telephones are one of the things I really don't like. It makes you feel like you're so near yet so far from the other party. I hope I won't have to do this again.

    Anyway, I'm grateful that I had some nice company over tonight. Tresa and Theresa came over to watch Desperate Housewives together with me and it was fun to hang out with them again. As always, we couldn't help but gush over how pretty the adultress Gabrielle is! She's like THE BABE. The plot is thickening and the secrets are so intriguing I can't wait for next monday to come!

    Now it's time to get grooving. The grammys are on tv and I'm going to start 'star-gazing'....

    [Time of Confession] 11:09 PM
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