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Tuesday, March 6, 2007
We had our Practical Test in PE a while ago. FUTSAL, man. I love it. Haha. I made a goal! Weeee. ;P We were tie with the Pink Team, though. Good enough, isn't it? It was a nice game, indeed. :)


PE was before lunch. So obviously, since we played Futsal nga, I was really tired. After lunch was Filipino. I fell asleep during the class! Due to the hot weather, and boredom too. HAHA. I don't like it when it's hot.. :| I feel so kadiri eh.


I haven't been able to talk to or even text Lervicke these past few days. Well, we're just both busy I guess. ;))


I found two nice quotes, btw.. :)


I have come to realize that he's just a guy, a special one maybe, but he's not mine. I don't need to do things to make him love me again. If he wanted to, he would.


Love is the stupidest thing in the world and it doesn't mean a thing to me. Because tell me; what does love really do for you? It makes your heart pound 100 miles a minute, makes you cry yourself to sleep at night, makes you wait by the phone just to see if he'll call, makes you spend money on material things to cover up what's inside so that maybe he'll notice you. Love is full of Maybe's; it's never a sure thing. Love can be lost easily as it is found. Love can turn to hate, jealousy, and greed. Emotions are to be felt, acted upon; to be given and received; love isn't meant for that. It is only said and words mean nothing.


Aww. So trueee. :)) I miss him terribly. :|