damaged tape.

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Tuesday, February 20, 2007 8:54 pm

The End. And the new start.

Let's be a true "yellow" Chinese for once and start making New Year resolutions now under the moon.
I think Lunar New Year is really important. Other than the fact that it shows you the money, it give workaholics like me a good break. It really does!
I went to my cousin's house today for the last league of "Relative Family Hopping". We played Metal Slug about 5 times until. So much so that my thumb now still hurts for pressing on the buttons for too long too hard. Then we proceeded with DOA and then GT4 and so on and so forth. Before long, the adults were gambling downstairs and in a bid to save a bit more money, the youngsters decided to stay away from the vice.
Their bets grew from 2 bucks to 4 to...Ah. Do the Fibonnaci code.
So, silly us just started crashing GTRs and Lancers and Vipers into barricades while loudly cussing all the way. The seniors downstairs were too preoccupied to notice.
My aunts commented me on not smiling throughout the entire New Year. I do, just that you don't notice. =)
I wore my tie on monday.
I wore my bermudas on tuesday
Then I wore my prisoner tee today
Then I wore my jeans on monday
I wore my topman top on tuesday
And then I recycled the jeans for today again.
Ok
I admit it, I have nothing to write

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.