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home sweet home… been gone for a week visiting  Vegas and Frisco… honestly can’t get enough of frisco yet and i am definitely gonna go there again… another good news is that my dad finally allowed me to work in California… but with few restriction that i need to put in mind… i must work around my familiar area.. like LA and pomona… well… dat can be change a bit since now i am familiar with san diego. frisco and vegas… hahaha….

here’s the thing… i don’t have any strong intention to work around this boring grounds that i am currently staying… there’s nothing wrong with pomona or even LA.. its just that… i want to venture somewhere else.. like king julian from madagascar…only smarter…ok i am starting to talk bull crap here.. i guess i don’t have anything to write about… except that the trips was good.. there are few small tinsy winsy drama… but that won’t stop me from having fun for  i have  set my heart that nothing would interfere or destroy my moment and my trip… i work my ass off.. earning each pay to get to that point.. honestly i am proud of myself.. it might not be a big deal to others but it is to me…

ok… better stop now… sorry being such a boring ass… oh yeah forgot to mention the moral of the story that i gain from my trip to san fran… a good friend of mine told me… trust no one but your family.. let no one know about your family problem or your weakness because you never know if the one you trust might have a change of heart and have  bad intentions… not that i don’t know this so called moral of the story.. it’s just that… it really hit me.. i trust everyone that came across my path… every single person that i talk to or that i think i had a decent conversation with…. not only did i trust… i even loved them…. list them as a part of my life…. and let them meet my family… i guess… being too warm and friendly need to have its limits… i already learned it in a hard way… but hey.. better now then never.. and i did not regret on what have been done… i lived my life well… and yeah i did fall, trip and bleed along the way but its ok… there’s always hadiplast and good old fashion oilment to make it better..eventhough the pain might be gone for good, alas the scars will remain and that scars will constantly remind me not to repeat the same mistake again..

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