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It’s already half past midnight but I’m still awake. Maybe I’m just waiting for someone who will text me or will make my cell phone ring but unfortunately, it didn’t. Maybe I drank liters of coffee but I’m sure I didn’t. Was it DRUGS??? Of course not!!! (I’m not an addict!). Oh…now I remember. I just can’t forget those faces…those that are fresh right before my very own eyes. No! Not the face of Mandy or of Mariah! They were not that famous but I feel that their existence is special…in a way how I see my own self. (Did I say that they look like huge barrels of wine? Or like baby elephants? Who told you that? You…I’d better change the topic or else…) At first, I was very excited. I’ve attended also a seminar yesterday and it was so wonderful! So I walked along the street of Mendiola while waiting for my classmate who was also attending the seminar this morning. (Actually, I and my classmate had a minor misunderstanding regarding our rendezvous…but anyway I found her later). As we enter the walls of San Beda College… (Don’t be so literal! Can we really pass through walls?! Do we look like ghosts??? Back to the topic). I felt so tense; hoping that what will happen in the whole seminar will be as wonderful as yesterday or even better.
Approximate Word count = 853
Approximate Pages = 3.4
(250 words per page double spaced)
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