June 21st: this day was supposed to be very rosy. i was looking forward to end summer school and start my true summer (and how coincidental it was technically the 1st day of summer). after finals, i felt very optimistic mainly because my gut told me that i was getting a good grade--my gut was right--i got a 90! but before i knew that i was in a bar with some friends celebrating our triumph over our evil teachers for passing the summer session. when i got out, my bag was stolen from one of my friend's car. if you may ask what was in it, nothing valuable--at least financially speaking--there was my book (i think it's fairly expensive), my mp3, and my planners. now surprisingly i dont care about my book. i cared more for the planners!!! first of all i was very diligent in keeping my planners for three consecutive years and this was the 4th. what i valued most was the freaking picture and hair of my danaan lass.
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