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Wanna Live...

I wanna live here. And I might as well look for a good paying job or a business that I can run, so that I get to live there. Sounds really good, and is situated in a really nice place -- ok, so it's still in manila, and it's hard to find a nice place to live in there.

Here I am doing the professional insomniac jig up until I need a real day schedule -- or have one. I'm behind schedule, and I couldn't help my teammate too much because I frankly can't be at too places at the same time. I also have another job to take care of, and it would seem that I need to learn more about JasperReports to get the job done. I'm planning to do it today, but it's beginning to look a lot like the usual gig is going to bite me again. Being stuck in the 70's doesn't help, but I'm pretty sure I have enough experience to last me up until the end of the year here.

Too many fond memories in Manila has helped me grow and know more about myself, and build lifelong and lasting connections with wonderful people from different parts of the Philippines coming from different backgrounds, and with fresh new perspectives on life, love, and everything else under the sun. And if you know me, I love getting to meet people and learning as much as I can.

I just hope that stays to become something I can do here in UPLB. Seeing familiar places and people are all fine and dandy, but I'm pretty sure I might get tired of it come midterms. Or, maybe not. I'm staying long enough to find out.

CHill...

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  1. Live in SOMA? Naaaahhh!!! A few more years in Manila and you will know why.

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