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Sunday, November 30, 2008Y
i dont have the right

i am to go back again to lb but i really really dont want to go. the journey back is very tiring and boring too as i wont be travelling with zyan. she can go tomorrow, i cant or else i would miss another math 36 class which i really cant afford because ive been absent for a number of times now. So long incentives.

My dad is here.This happens to be a very rare occassion cause he works abroad. As much as possible, i wanted to spend more time at home than in any place else. But i cant.

i just cant. my things should be packed by now but they arent. only goes to show how i dont have the will to go but i should. i will...yah later.

i remember my former roomate's line during tuesdays or whenever it hits her that another week of school is awaiting:
"balik na naman sa realidad"

right. this is reality for me. something i decided for myself which apparently, i cant change until after this school year ends. i regret my decisions but i dont get to complain. I dont have the right to says my dad. Fine. but it doesnt change the fact that i get tired travelling to-and-fro every week.

i wish Santa truly exists so a red hot car would pop out in front of me for christmas.

or my parents would be kind to give me a car for my 18th.

so much for wishful thinking.

heart blue w/ glitter 5:20 PM