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Saturday, March 8, 2008 (:

this is our song..

these two are my retarded pare koys! SERIOUSLY


haha. second post of the day! only ONE reason why. and that is BORRRRREEED. EXTREMELY. well, feeling like.. hmmm.. a mixed actually. its ALOT of HAPPY and a little of tired. sighh.. i feel like time passes so slowly. still adapting to life in express. its hard yes. but i know i can do it. hardly ever passed a test. and its scaring me. but all i know now is i feel much better compared to before. im more open and stable i can say. (:

inspiration is the word. your inspiration keeps me going. like always.. ((:
so i guess here are some of my old pictures. haha. random, random.

johnmaripecson.

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THE BLOGGER

he's JohnMariMagpantayPecson.
Filipino [proud to be!]
haves a passion for dancing and singing.
loves GOD, family, friends.
plays basketball, soccer and anyother sports you can think about.

i. am. me. (:

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