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Life is a game.
Those who play...
Play against the entire world.
There are no saves.
There are no walkthroughs.
There is only one chance.

Monday, August 16, 2004

Typing this a third time...

You don't know what happened. Don't ask. Stupid Blogger.

Yesterday was Jo's birthay. Didn't exactly celebrate it. He stayed at home. Couldn't help it, he said. Yeah, I believed him... It's true.

This morning I helped my sister bring him his presents; a chain and a box of chocolates, which he finished by the noon. So we got that Elites target set by Mr. Junus after all, the sweet 32/40. Before that we did another one, and frankly speaking, a tougher one. After school we went to my place. The girls who had asked earlier to come came an half hour late than expected, watched Battle Royale here. While they/we were watching Jo played NFSU. I was a little puzzled about Esther's fear during the movie... It wasn't that scary at all, and especially when she's seen it before. When the girls left I joined in the racing fun.

It went on until dinner, where we had Angels' Hair(not actual hair, a thin type of pasta). We continued after dinner until Jo left, and I let my sister get the computer.

Then the trouble came.

She wanted to scan photos, and the stupid software wasn't warking so I had to reinstall it. After installation I accidentally rebootd my computer half-way into this. Then I re-typed it, and then tried publishing it. It didn't get through and I had to type this a third time.

I just need something to hit now... Any other suggestions other than the monitor?

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