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Sunday, April 16, 2006

First of all i wanted to greet you a "happy easter!" yay! buhay ni si papa Jesus..i mean si Jesus pla, our parish priest once told us that it's not right that we attached the word "papa" because some kids will think that Jesus is the husband of Mary (mama Mary..gets?)...then so be it.Jesus. Anyway i started my day by going to the church at 5 am! my mom wants to attend the salubong pa nga eh..but i Immediately said that theres no way i'm gonna wake up that early..the salubong starts at 3:30..are you kidding me? usually at that time im still in the middle of my dream..hehe! but of course i still manage to wake up at 4:00 am for the first mass. After that we ate at jollibee for breakfast (*yummy!), when we got home my mom said that i had some major cleaning to do...arrggh! well..i gotta admit that my room does really need some serious cleaning to do. When i entered my room i look around..yup..mom's ryt..all my used clothes are hanging at the back of my door...my books are piled up at my dresser..all my shoes are lying under my bed (w/o the boxes)...hmm..not a good sight at all, typical me, but i hate to admit it i'm really not that organized person, i don't hang my clothes by color nor put my shoes in there boxes...in other words *burara ako. But i'm really want to changed because my room reflects my personality. After 1 1/2 hour i looked at my room in disbelief...my mom went to me and said "wow! this isn't your room...the last time i checked it..it was messy and now..." and stared to me like i won an award or something..grbe! moms can be sooo low about these kind of things, it's just my room..no big deal. I guessed she just realized that i already mature even in just a little way, i usually don't clean my room tlga..every other week lng, hehe..well this whole "cleaning-my-room" thing is a good start for the new me.

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