Roof top. Again. Midnight. Again. Me and Aina. Again. Smoking and radio music. Again. But only with Panantskie (bacteria) reading for midterms (Read: Reading. Not studying.) and me typing things (first was my reaction paper of the film Life is Beautiful then this). Boredom led us here, later rooftop-moments-cum-chill-so-to-acads will become a habit. I finished the paper, did the superhuman entrée, then spilled my thoughts here.
Besh day na pala. Happy besh day beshee!
Pucci. You make me so kilig. Stop it.
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