I think I have my own dictionary, it's January 9 and still my year-ender post is nowhere to be found. lol. in regards to "own words", I sometimes use words that does not stand out for it's real meaning. for short, I don't use them right. I am saying this to save my butt from embarassment. rotflol.

since no one even dared to answer the question in my previous post , I guess I have to figure it out by myself, which I already did. and I admit, I am one gullible person that I really need to lessen my "gullibility".

Modesty aside, I think I still need to say sorry to that person whom I suspected having an affair with another person, and I tell you previous posts have nothing to do with it, seryoso.

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i should've posted that last January 9, today's January 13. I am a good procrastinator! I know, I know, need not to tell.

Getting back, I really am digging the hell out of me to say sorry to that person. My conscience tags along everytime, and I really, really, really want to send my most sincere apologies to that one person. If I need to rip my heart out of the rib cage to tell how sincere I am, then I'd do it. Solo para el! WAIT! You do know I said that figuratively. Diba? Oo! Oo! Pero seryoso, it's been killing me for days, I am choking on words I typed. I'm sorry Sir/Ma'am. Sorry. (No, s/he is no teacher)

Oh my God, did I tell you I'm sorry?

To change the topic, I managed to somehow keep up with the class. Everything's very intricate, if the word intricate would not convey the intricateness of the situation maybe you can throw perplexity in the bunch. Now you know? If not, mind you -- better not know about it.

I was able to notice that my blog is sort of turning into a regular blog that would embody some of my unpredictible outcome that is unfortunate.

Wait, I think I need to do someting. I think.

--A