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My Online Journal

So, this is my very own first blog about myself and everything that's happening in my life. I actually have Tumblr but it's mostly about Maroon 5. Yes, I am a proud Marooner <3

Well first of all, this blog was made out of pure...hmmm...what's the correct term...? I guess "boredom" is enough. Yes, this blog was made out of pure boredom, but there's willingness  in the corner. I just thought that since I'm always online, why not make my very own journal online as well? Honestly, when  I get home, I keep on telling myself "I should probably write on my journal now...but then again, nah, maybe tomorrow" then go online and surf the net. Been doing that for a few months now and gladly, my laziness disappeared and made this.

And also, I thought that since I'm beginning college, why not make a blog of my write-ups, right? I always loved making poems and stories and I hope that people like you might like the things that I write. It's weird but I talk to myself very often...especially when I'm alone and very very very very shy to communicate with people. But I have the bestest group of friends in the world. We call ourselves D'Vamps at school. Curious about why we named ourselves the D'Vamps? Well maybe I'll post the history of it pretty soon. If I don't and you're really curious then just remind me because I can't remember things very well.

Well that's all for now. I am actually itching to type more because the keyboard is freaking awesome but I don't know what to write about. I can actually write about my day in Boracay and seeing people shoot for "Home Sweetie Home" but I guess I'll write about that later. But for now, Cheerio!

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