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"A wedding? I love weddings! Drink's all around!"
Jack Sparrow.

"I'm just a girl, standing infront of a boy, asking him to love her."
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"I've done all I can. To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands."
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ME
MARIT. anamargarita. margaritah. banana. bobana. slightly claustrophobic. slightly insane. slightly nuts about Jack Sparrow. I believe in angels. I wish I could fly. Will tutor for chocolates. rain. smell of the ocean. apples. poker. pusoy. ipod. cell. jack sparrow. baby jack sparrows. leopold. knights. lemonade. chocolates. movies. zim. cosmo. green and white. checkered. stripes. jeans. shirts. weirdness. photographs. paintings. sketches. chocolates.

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LOVES
jeans. shoes. sweaters. dress up. sims. germany hans. jack sparrow. cerealicious. hershey's mini kisses. cello's peanutbutter donut. krispy kreme New York CheeseCake donut. shopping. bookies. kingdom hearts. movie movie movie. dance dance. mint toothpaste. The OC. Heroes. Grey's Anatomy. Prison Break.

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Here's to Goodbye, Tomorrow's gonna come to soon.
Sunday, October 22, 2006

++ mood:
++ music: Here's to the Night. Eve 6.

My ipod is wacked. This sucks so bad. It's 8K to have it fixed. Where the heck do I get that kinda money?? And when I do get that money, I'd rather spend it on clothes. I'm thinking of maybe getting a cheap kinda music player. Ah shit, I need my music.

But anyway, my phone can play music. Music shall prevail! Hell yes.

I'm on an oldie music downloading frenzy. These stuff were out when my brother was still in highschool. You know how not listening to a song for a long time makes it seem so much better to hear one you do hear it-- yea. Izz nice.

Haha, something happened last week with my mama and kuya. Mama and papa dropped by early morning to bring over food. I was already awake, but kuya was fast asleep because he went out partying--- not that they know that. Then on the way out, mama noticed kuya wrapped up in his bed cover. Then:

Mama: -shakes kuya topet- Kuya, kuya.
Kuya: -snore-
Mama: -tugs the bed cover- Ping, that's not a blanket iho.
Kuya: -still fast asleep-
Mama: -shakes kuya again- Use the blanket iho.
Kuya: Ma-- ma-- -waves his hand and goes back to sleep-
Mama: hay nako. -leaves-

Mama's weird.


Ok, just in.

Me: -singing Hey Leonardo. Blessed Union of Souls. - She likes me for me. Not because I sing like Pavaratti, or because I'm such a hottie -sigh- ~. <--- that's part of the song BTW.
Rica: -in the bathroom.- Ate. Ate!
Me: -stops singing, puts the computer on mute- What?
Rica: You sighed with the song??
Me: What, it's part of the song!
Rica: You sighed with the song?
Me: You don't like sighs? Sigh with me! -sings again-
Rica: Ew.