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a thousand and seventy one
Thursday, February 05, 2009, 9:02 PM
okay. maybe a lil used to it.
but still not looking forward to the next school day.

still feel a tinge of sadness everytime i passes by PHS.
if only i knew.
i would have cherished the days in there and not pon school and not sleep during chapel and devotion.
ahs. too late for regrets.

maybe i'll slowly like NY after the orientation. maybe.