Nicely done

I'm currently typing on an alien keyboard. One which belongs to a shop in a town nearby. I left my phone so I had to at least tell today's event's host what was up and why I was not replying to her or such. I don't really know if she texted me in my phone or not, but I'm just making sure. Also texted Nizzie that I left my phone at home.
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Just found out that Cerina was waiting in SM Manila since 8am. Well, nothing much to do about that.
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And I'm off!

Okay, so they got mad.

Hard: It's living life with people who don't know you could very well see the future. (And no... I don't think my foresight is divine or anything near that level. I think it's innate or something.)

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Whatever I do, whether I earn a degree in college or not, I hate to say it but, my future's a bit fixed and right on track with a bunch of little surprises (discrepancies). I love them randomness sprouting out of nowhere, they help keep my life "not boring" (it's like riding on a roller-coaster... when suddenly, Barney pops out in front of the car, on the rail, and you run him/her/it over.)

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Why I don't tell them. Because earlier in my young life, when I was a student well below 4 feet, I revealed a fellow student's near future. It did him more harm than good. Why? I don't know. There's something about man and his curiosity about his future or something.

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Anyways, tomorrow will be a "meh~ okay" day. Unless someone I know fails to follow her path... That would be exciting (I'd love that)

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Now drowning my frustrations with normal people with a book.

Because I really need to write these things down.

Earlier today, after going to school for my clearance, I saw Janine grow up (grow up doesn't necessarily mean grow TALLER)...
Some days before, I saw Cerina and Charmaine... Cerina looked thinner and Charm flashed her straight long hair (which she doesn't have now.)
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These things happen a lot. I just think that it would be a good idea to write them down.
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Oh... and when I say "saw". Like "I saw her grow up." It describes a feeling very similar to remembering something. It's like when you're about to go out the house and you stop at your doorstep because you remembered that you forgot your cellphone on the couch... the only difference is... you remember something that's only about to happen.