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Some loser named Blair is using Jason’s pics in his Friendster profile.
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Today was my last day of NSTP, but because we weren’t doing much I spent a good chunk of my afternoon at Jolibee, talking about love and deep stuff like that with Tina and Jez. You know, if you asked me a month ago what’s the first thought that comes to my mind when I hear the word “Jolibee”, it would be a big red bee. Or really good gravy. But now, whenever I see a Jolibee, I remember the times when Jason would surprise me with Chicken Pops and a chocolate milkshake, which I both love. And that naturally makes me feel really sad about him not being around. So at Jolibee, I got something else (pancit palabok, which is the safest and healthiest you could probably get at a fast food place). Aside from the fact that the chocolate shake is just melted ice cream with lots and lots of calories, and the Chicken Pops are fried in cholesterol, ordering them reminded me too much of Jason. And I don’t want to miss him any more than I do now.
We’re officially together again, though. I’m a little scared about how we will maintain this relationship because we might not be able to see each other as much we want to. But now that I’ve known what it’s like to be with him physically, I don’t want to lose him to some other aZn chick out there. And I guess he feels the same way about me, even though I’ve told him a million times that boys at school pay little or no attention to me (which is God’s truth). So yep, my days of playing the field are once again over.
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No, we didn’t make this website so that other people could choke and asphyxiate from a mushiness overdose. Nor do we blog so that we could make all the single people/people who just got out of a relationship feel lonely and miserable. We made this so that people wouldn’t die of boredom from our talking about each other in our respective journals, as well as a sort of tribute to our love and a log of our relationship. I am sure all the stuff we wrote here will be very, very amusing to us say, ten years from now. And I am sure that our website is already amusing to read. Why else are you here?
Oh, and please don’t assume to know what’s going on in our relationship just because you read this website daily. There are so many things we don’t talk about here. Hey, we gotta keep some stuff to ourselves too, if you know what I mean.
Would any of you choose to be in a relationship with a person who lives halfway across the world from you? A person that you have never seen, will most likely only see once a year, and won’t be physically with permanently till the next four years?
If your answer is “no”, then you will understand why I broke up with him.
If your answer is “yes”, then you are free to think what you want of me.
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