to you rainer! welcome to the snow island!

march 5, 2009

i was late again, or should i say a normal day went as i start it?
there wasn't anything much to do in school except for a quiz on our vacant subject. how's that?

later i had to contact text intermediaries to help me contact sheila, and thanks to them, we will meet tomorrow at 6 am in the terminal.

i found out that my new contact (rainer) in multiply is indeed addicted to blogging too, and i quote him
"sabi nla panduwag n tao lng daw ang blog. pero para sakin, mas sign to ng mas matapang na tao kc, tayo, aq, ikw, ndi takot malaman nino man qng anung meron sa tin, how we feel bout sumting, r we happy or not. para sakin, mas matapang ung hndi ka takot malaman ng isang tao, khit d u kakilala, ang totong nararamdaman mo sa buhay!"

indeed very touching.people whose afraid to blog should read this. thanks rainer! have fun blogging here in multi!


it just give me this hope that maybe someday, if he is ready enough to be different, he'll read my blog, and then he'll know me....

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