Contact Me
Multiply
Facebook
Friendster
10:19 am. It's 4 minutes past our breaktime. And I'm starving to death. But there's nothing to worry about because I have some cookies in my bag. By the way, Phraim and I are okay now. I'm not really mad. Nagdrama lang as what I've said in my message.
Hay, Fr. Cecil talk to much. Are all priests like that? They always want to make sermon. They say so many things about this and that. Blah blah blah .. whatever! Nobody's listening to him anyway, I think? My stomach is starting to make noises now. I'm afraid Alejandro might hear it. That will be really embarassing! Haha.
So can we have or break now? Ah, not yet. He's still talking. When will he stop? Nobody knows.
10:30. Breaktime! Thank God.