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The weekend's here at last. It's been a really tough week.  Bahh, how generic-sounding. I'm not satisfied with anything I've been writing lately. I think I might be going into blogging hibernation. It happens at least five times a year, when I somehow lose the urge to write. Anyway. Tonight, I actually read a book. :O I feel a lot smartyer lolzzzzzzzz Kidding. Tonight was quiet night for me and apparently lakwatsa time for the rest of Dormitoryana. I basically had the lobby, and all its wonderful, charming, rustic kiosks to myself. I decided to ignore my laptop and forgo my usual Friday night routine (consisting entirely of Facebook, Tumblr, and music) to solo a kiosk and have some nice, peaceful quality time with Harper Lee. I wanted to finish To Kill a Mockingbird in one sitting in the hopes of being able to return the book back to Mike tomorrow, but I guess that in the meantime he's going to have to content himself with that huge Chemistry book he (voluntarily!...

Hello dear reader. Before you proceed any further in my blog, I have something important I really need to tell you. I'm not a fun person. I'm not interesting, or extraordinary, or anything . I'm the exact opposite of all that. I'm a very very very boring and unremarkable teenager. And no, I'm not being sarcastic, or even fishing for compliments. Because this is the truth. It's the reality of my life, and I thought that it just wouldn't be right leading you on. So, hello. My name is Aimee, nickname, Bea. I lead an uninteresting life for now, but I'm moving to Manila in a few weeks' time, so try checking this blog by then and maybe I'll have something even remotely stimulating to offer you guys. . . . If you're wondering, by the way, what took me so long to "come out of the boring closet," well it's just that in the past two days I've gotten two invitations to go to the movies in Limketkai Mall. One from my friends from the R...