i arrived home today at around 10pm from "follow-up", at the same time my parents arrived.. i ate my dinner fast and did some household chores.. whew!! after i finished everything, i told my mother that i will visit a friend (who is my neighbor).. actually, i need to return her stuffs that i borrowed 3 days ago.time checked was already 11:35pm. but an hour ago, my friend and i thought of going online at the internet cafe just near our subdivision.. unfortunately, the internet cafe was already closed.. we decided to go far from our subdivision, that's it!!! i went away without asking permission just to check email.(it was around 12:05am) :p . *whew!* this isn't good.. still, i went out. and now, i'm posting the things that happened moments ago.. kinda secret getaway or whatever should i call it.. i just hope nothing will happen in going home.... i gotta go.. i felt uneasy doing this.. *-*
This blog is a reflection of the many facets of my life that I hope, in some way, will emit a beautiful scent that can touch other people's hearts. Enjoy! *__*
Sunday, May 16, 2004
i arrived home today at around 10pm from "follow-up", at the same time my parents arrived.. i ate my dinner fast and did some household chores.. whew!! after i finished everything, i told my mother that i will visit a friend (who is my neighbor).. actually, i need to return her stuffs that i borrowed 3 days ago.time checked was already 11:35pm. but an hour ago, my friend and i thought of going online at the internet cafe just near our subdivision.. unfortunately, the internet cafe was already closed.. we decided to go far from our subdivision, that's it!!! i went away without asking permission just to check email.(it was around 12:05am) :p . *whew!* this isn't good.. still, i went out. and now, i'm posting the things that happened moments ago.. kinda secret getaway or whatever should i call it.. i just hope nothing will happen in going home.... i gotta go.. i felt uneasy doing this.. *-*
--much as i would like to become a good writer, and there are still a lot of things that i would like to become-- and so this blog is a venue of what i desire and what i would like to express; a written record of my moments--
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