Happy birthday to tita be, tita Ophelia (wherever you are…),
Cousin Fatima and papa Alex (hehe)...
Before going to bed last night, I prayed that this day would be an improvement compared to yesterday’s occurrence. Hmmmmm…not! Though I spent the whole day with my relatives in novaliches, I still didn’t feel a single inch of gladness. Oh im such a party pooper…im angry at myself because I can’t seem to set aside my troubles for just one day so I could enjoy my relatives’ company.
Yesterday’s problem was so intense that until now, I can’t get it off my head. I’m still bothered ...and sad just thinking bout it. Haven’t talked to any of my friends because I don’t know if I’m ready yet. What would I say? I’m scared that if I talk to them, I might cry again. Don’t wanna let them know that im in so much agony. I feel so powerless. I hate it.
thanks to robin for helping me with my audio file…and for the chat. I needed it (sobra).
Hope you guys enjoy my background music..(blurry by puddle of mud) feel free to tag me if you wanna comment on it. Violent reactions are very welcome *wink* . and oh..just wanna rant about my template..grrr..just can’t fix it. Calling all html experts…care to help a damsel in distress? Hehehehe *wink* *wink*
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i support rockED
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