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It doesn't feel like a Maundy Thursday. If I didn't have any sense, I'd think it's just another boring afternoon with me in the internet cafe, listening to some secular love songs that are clearly not appropriate for the occasion.

I would've been sitting in a movie theater right this very minute had it not for the fear of creepy crawly things that made me dash and forget the 45 pesos I paid to amuse myself. I should well be appreciating Will Smith's portrayal of a homeless ex-con turned Wall Street genius right now. If only I hadn't brought my Jollibee goodies inside...tsk tsk tsk...

I should ask myself what my problem is. I am not comfortable being in the same room with you know who and never have I reprimanded myself for a bad decision. This morning (more like noon), I was really awake while she was talking with another friend but somehow I couldn't find it in my heart to "join the fun" and be silly like I used to be.

But it doesn't mean that I don't love her anymore though. I mean, she is one of my closest friends and she practically knows me and I her. Or so she says. We used to be close - like sisters or like mother and daughter but it seems that being the "mother" had taken its toll. I can't go home to my room and not be stressed. Imagine that, a stressful day in school should be soothed by an air conditioned home away from home but that isn't the case in our humble - and messy - abode.

*sigh* I just need a break, that's all.