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A freaking buffalo. What the hell.

YOW! Still up, up and very much alive :D Insomnia is killing me, again. Well, what's new about that, right? But you know, the thing is, I have like, a 7:30am class tomorrow. Oh wait, wouldn't that be today? Since technically, tomorrow is already today. Okay, that was a little bit confusing to me. LOL.

Well anyway, I was kinda pissed off a while ago. Some bitch (who was also a former classmate of mine) posted all her class pictures from grade school to high school on her Facebook. As I've said, she was my former classmate, so most probably I'd be in at least one of her class pictures. But hell, the bitch didn't even tag me. Some nerve she has; that of a freaking buffalo. So that was a weird comparison, but whatever. Damn, that really did pissed me off. Owwkaaayyy, breathe in, breathe out. I am going to take the high road here. I am ignoring that stupid bitch, and whatever she did. Well, at least after I publish this post :)

Speaking of the old days (most specifically the high school times), I kinda miss it. In some ways. But still, I miss heck of a lot of things from high school. Friends, classmates, teachers, other people, school, quadrangle, music room, S'mall, McDonalds across our school. A lot of different random things.

Goodness! I can't even reminisce anymore. My mind's really going blank on me. An I am way too tired to do anything. Who knew that blogging can consume so much of someone's energy. Typing, thinking, looking, reading.. Really, veeerrry tedious work.


NOTE TO SELF: Post something about your days back in high school. And then more typing and thinking, typing and thinking, typing and thinking, blah blah blah...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Ako, namiss mo ko? Hehehe. =)
Victoria said…
Oo naman. Hello. Last high school seatmate kaya kita! Ano ba?! Hahaha xD Baka ako ang hindi mo namiss! Woohh

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