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Tuesday, June 15, 2010 - 8:56 PM

Today I went for Amath class-really, really reluctant go- but it was that
last 40 minutes with Andrea that made me realize that I didn't have any problems
at all. Not math problem problems, but life-related stuff problem problems. All
along i was thinking if I should stop all confusion and carry on with life, but
actually, it doesn't have to be that way.

She was talking about how sweet this guy was... no wait.. correction.. How sweet this guy IS. He is really such a sweetie. You would go, 'aaawww' at almost every sentence he typed in his text messages. Lengthy, romantic text messages that will melt every girl's heart. The conversation
somehow led to D. The more i talked about him, the more i realize how fortunate i am to have known him.
Even though everything doesn't seem right and everything is against you, the only thing you can to do is to follow your heart. And even though THAT person hurt you, all you have to do is listen to yourself. Because you can somehow tell if he is telling the truth or not. It might sound cliche and all, but it really is the truth.



Me: But some of my friends said just let it go..
Andrea: They may be right.. But typical Filipino guys are like that right? They're different.
Me: True..
Andrea: When you find a guy who's worth as much, just hang onto him and cherish him..
Me: Smiles widely*


"Guys are not worth our tears but i believe that you're the guy who is actually worth crying for"

Aaww,i wouldn't feel alright if it weren't for Andrea. Thank you my dear friend ♥




Ikaw pa rin ♥