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What About?

-It's about a girl who never grows up named Raissa.

-She's eighteen and will forever be eighteen for the rest of her life. (Until her birthday comes up that is.)

[What's more?]
-Her days are bleak without happiness.

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What defines a Raissa?

A Raissa has to be:
Anything other than nothingness.
It's that simple.



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Saturday, April 22, 2006
I should've auditioned/joined PBB Teen Edition so that I'd have something worthwhile to do. At least I'd be guaranteed a wholesome vacation this year. Forget about being shy...this is my ultimate way to venture in the showbiz world! I write this in a joking, half-serious kind of way, of course. I'm sure I'm the least person PBB would pick to live in Big Brother's house. The only thing I could probably contribute in his house is my undying sense of humor. And well, maybe a little bit of singing and acting won't hurt too.:D

Glad I keep myself sane and my humor intact. The least I need right now is a disaster/bad news to complete my oh-so-boring break. If I don't immerse myself in books, the other thing you'd probably see me doing is watching the tube. For once in my life, I wanna see myself do something productive for a change. Maybe try to find some work or learn a new skill or enhance it or something. Anything as long as it doesn't involve me being stuck at home. It's the first time I wished I should've flunked my itm test (err...maybe not). :) The longer I stay home, the quicker I'd go insane I think. My boyfriend says I should go out tomorrow with my sis and watch a flick or go shopping. But it's lame and no fun with just the two of us. I could ask my friends out, but only if I have a ride. I don't wanna drive my own car because I'm not really good with directions. That's one of my fears: getting lost. So I don't want to risk being in that situation. No way. haha. Yeah, I have a road map in my glove compartment, but I've never used it before. I'll only use it if I don't know the directions, but I don't wanna risk not knowing the directions so I haven't used it yet. bwaha. Now that's another one of my eccentric logic:D

Darn it. I haven't felt this sluggish in a long time. I desperately need to go out. Just this morning, perhaps out of boredom, I had this impulse to have my navel pierced. I saw one on TV and my sis and I both agreed that it would be fun to sport a new look with a pierced navel. Betcha haven't thought that that'd come out of my own thoughts. It's mainly the result of pure boredom. I'm beginning to miss Boracay at this moment. I haven't had enough of the beach you know. We should've stayed there for more than 4 days. But it is rather expensive when you think about it. I'm just glad I've spent part of my summer there. In memory of my stay there in Boracay, I tanned myself till I turned golden brown. bwahaha. Just kiddin. I'd look like a fried chicken if I did that.

Oh wait. I have to watch something in HBO, so I gotta end this. Just so you know, I haven't closed the idea about having a navel piercing, so don't be surprised if you find me one day wearing one. Don't worry, I'm not turning myself into a bad girl. It's just one of my impulsive days. ;)


{/4/22/2006 08:14:00 PM}
Waiting for you is like waiting for the rain in this drought- useless and disappointing.
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