You never realize how much you love someone until they’re gone. You never realize that…yes…once their love surrounded you but now… what do you have? Memories. Why does love hurt so much, when it’s supposed to be such a good thing? Why do we dwell on the past, when the future is what matters? It’s something that…yeah…I guess it can’t be helped but…maybe it’s harder for you than it is for someone else. Faint smells of cologne…a song on the radio�a movie�or a single word�these are things that bring back those memories. But, you can’t hide from these things…because…they’re there and no matter how hard you try to, they’ll always be there. Even when you have moved on to the future�and those things don’t trigger the memories as much as before�they still do. You can’t forget someone that you’ve loved…you may want to … but you can’t. Love cannot be forgotten… no matter how hard we try�and how much we think it’ll ease the pain…it will always be there…forever.

yesterday, we took our last set of tests for the third quarter and it was the most exasparating and disastrous test id ever taken. my calculator’s busted. digits 4,5 and 6 weren’t working [grrr($*%(@)#]. so i had a very difficult time answering the exam. its ironic that i’ve brought two calculators to school… and i gave the working one to my friend cathy. after which, a so much easier soc sci test followed. the only difficult part in that test for me is the mayan system of counting wherein youll use shells and dots and lines to write numbers. then it was followed by the nerve-wrecking brain-wacking english exam wherein half was to be ennumerated and three forths were supposed to be memorized with two sets of sequencing and 10 true or false items wherein the false once seemed true (eh?). well… at least after that, my friends came over, i saw rc, we ate chilidogs and we took neoprints. at least something fun happened. that’s when i remembered what ibay said that when something bad happens, a good thing usually follows. i wonder if that’s true. hmmm.