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A fresh grad who finds herself waking up after lunch (GMT+8, mind you). She is into videogames, anime & manga , certain book genres, a bit of music, and dogs. An introvert, she is generally slow in warming up unless she sees that a person has at least a common interest. She knows too little of HTML so she had to download this pre-made layout.
(It's really more of me being invisible, on SMS or using meebo)
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octubre 01, 2003
So I've finally watched the game yesterday and sadly, we lost. Too bad we won't be in the Final Two but at least we're in the Final Four. Our English One instructor cancelled our class as well so I was free to go. I also got permission from my mom so things were going smoothly. My friends and I left the university before one in the afternoon. We intentionally cutted our Philosophy class because well... Philosophy is not our thing. It's a floating course yet we have to take for it's part of the curriculum albeit it's not a prerequisite. Anyway, we didn't head to the Light Rail Transit station first. We rode a jeepney and dropped by the talent agency where a friend's aunt is working. There was another station nearby the agency so we walked afterwards. From the LRT, we travelled upto the EDSA station (EDSA stands for someone's name + Avenue. If I'm not mistaken, it's E. De Los Santos Avenue. I forgot what the 'E' stands for =P). Then we transferred to the Mass Rail Transit. When we finally arrived at our destination, it was already 2 p.m. and the place was almost full! The game finally started at 3 and ended at 6. It was really exciting watching it live since you can feel the rivalry between the two universities duking it out on the court. In fact, that game was due last Saturday but the commission decided to delay it to Tuesday. How fortunate of me! Right after the game, there seems to be a riot going on as we exited the coliseum. From the coliseum until riding the MRT, it took an hour on snail-paced walking (more like pushing) out of the coliseum and queing for MRT tickets. My knees ached from standing up but it was worth it. It's not like I get to watch these games in the flesh for the league's tickets sell like hotcakes. Here's hoping for next season!
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