Ma'm, igorot, ma'm!
-Chesca

the pouring rain overpowered our voices in the classroom, so our prof decided to dismiss us early. i jumped up and quickly made my way down the five flights of stairs.

made it to the foodcourt in one piece, semi-drenched. when vicxen, sop and i got up to leave from there, the rain had died down. so i couldve just waited it out, but there'd have been no fun in that.

happy birthday to angela. reunion with cel, mikee, chesca... and maecy and maeca a bit, hehe. laughing over stuff at school, tv shows, food, bitches at cinemas, games on the net.

a night that ended too soon.