The field research in Pangasinan hasn't started and she's already burnt with tan lines beyond what shirt can hide.

Just saying.

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Forcefully ate her hatest flavor of ice cream -- chocolate. Half a gallon at that.

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It was one of her thrills. It was one of her borderline principles.

And she accomplished one of her phobias. Really though, phobia does not suit the word. Yips, rather.

She had incidents in her earlier life stages where she nearly drowned and no one was there to help her although she was practically surrounded by swimmers in the water. Thrice. (A numerical she dislikes the most.)

And then, here comes her Marine Biology class. Dont ger her wrong. She likes the field. She likes water. But, she was the only one who so honestly seriously did not know how to swim.

Yeu-nii... gave her the most basic of all advice : Breathe.

Breathe normally and relax.

And everything else followed.

Ta-da: Swimming is sure fun.

Christian even commented even in the same line.

{ book } ponta pair
{ mood } packing up baggage

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CURRENT STATUS : Got the whole picture and the like. Started drawing. Yet to paint. Normally would ignore a well-spent body's call for sleep. Right now though...it's insisting and the hands are resisting to draw

{ music } SAO
{ mood } off

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