Emotion: nada.
Random Thought: eyes still burning.
What: still jamming to moonstar88

i was given some reassurance yesterday in regards to my summer courses. according to a person in my class, soc theories with crowdes isn't that hard, but you do a lot of work? like any class, it depends on how much work you put in.

grades are due today. (bites nails) the anticipation is killing me. YES!! YES YES YES!! oh my freak nasty. my teacher just posted our finals grades. man, i passed woo hoo!!!! i'm ecstatic, please join me while i go looney. so apparently she made a mistake on my previous scores leaving me to believe i had a slim chance of passing. omgeez nuts. i passed this class. the only other class i'm worried about is history. (lets out a large *SIGH*) grades will be turned in in a couple of minutes, by 3 p.m. today. they will be posted on on the net by the 25th. man, that's a big sigh of relief for me.

excuse the academic belch.

no!! my cd is skipping, but hey i get to go to PI and buy a new one. i'm looking forward to this trip, but at the same time i don't want to deal with their criticism. "oh treesh, tumaba ka." yes, yes. isn't it amazing how you can be so comfortable in america with your own body image, but when you go to the P.I. you're more self-concious than ever especially around the pamilya.

i've been doing pretty well for my two day kick to being healthy. i just need to keep it up. i find myself desparate at times looking through trimspa.com or other diet pills. it's tempting, but i don't want to deal with the repercussions of the drug. all it is is excercise and portions. i'm slowing learning to cope with my self-noted imperfections.

you know what, i really enjoy singing with acoustic accompaniment. i'm pretty sure almost every child dreamt of being a singer/dancer at some point. i used to perform for family and friends with my rattle. i was in a couple of plays in 2nd-5th grade, organized a little dance group in 2nd-4th grade, played piano at a young age, and played variations of the clarinet for 8 years. i write poetry, i paint, i do media art, i enjoy interior decoration, but my one passion is fashion. at the age of 5 i was designing clothes. i used to take my mom's scarves and tie them up into different fashion statements. before the style came out, i had it created at the age of 11. you know the style where they placed lace under the bust, i was doing that at the age of 11. my drawing sucks, but my imagination is a roller coaster. i miss it.

today was the last rally against the budget cuts. i woke up late. = T i'm there in supportive spirit though. wanna see what i found?

Dec. 26 1999

Ok, here we go. Josh, Fina, KJ and I went to watch ANY GIVE SUNDAY & Christian came. It was okay. I'm not as interested in him. There were times where his touch made me tingle, but I think that's the affec tafter not remembering what it's like to be w/someone. In a way it seems like a dream to be in a relationship. it seems like a dream like. . . i want one, to be with someone,but i kind of don't want to be tied down. I feel though as if i'll just toss them away when i'm bored. i think i did that w/a couple people i.e. joell,mike, and dennis. i can't really apply myself to a "talking relationship." err. . . and i'm watching mtv right now about sex and stds, yikes! in a way, i'm depressed because i'm lonely and i see so many relationships and admire them. if i was to go out with someone, he's got to be acceptable to me and my familsy, mostly all of the family, nice skin, cute face, slightly built (not too fat), good hair, nice teeth, dresses right for all occassions, open-minded, has perserverance, fun to talk with, great to hang out with, not a player, speaks the truth, 1-2 years older, mature, courteous, genuine, can take charge too, organized, accepts me and willing to go through ups and downs, no too serious but yet not goofy about our relationships, accepts mistakes, apologizes, doesn't REGRET, religious, and taller than me. that describes my dream guy. i haven't found anyone yet. obviously. well yeah good night!

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isn't that interesting. all this before branigan came into my life and the many other ex boyfriends. i think the description still stands but with more additions, and some exceptions as i concur.