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Tuesday, February 13, 2007 . 10:20 AM

was offered one of those mini packets of bak kua by marie
yeah , you know, those small packets of pre-packed bak kua which taste like anything else other then what it really is suppose to be-meat. wonder what kinda of faux meat is this anyway.WHO BUYS THIS STUFF ANYHOW?

kays,
i never was one who actually remember which date chinese new year actually falls on. never was one to take note of much, only when all the bak kua appears and the town is splashed with obiang red deco then im like "oh. new year." think cause of this thing with the chinese calendar thats why cny falls on which ever day it is suppose to fall on. im too potato to know till i ask someone more chenafied then me. of course by then, EVERYONE already knows

red is IN
so i decide to be fashionably OUT
im wearing this dress its aqua marine and brown. and super weird combo which i happen not to approve of but looks not too bad on me. strange. i think i look best when im at my most off. hmmmmm... what does that say about me i wonder.ponder ponder

and besides the up and coming new year there is another of those red letter day around the corner.

well its TOMORROW actually
worse still.
and yeap i am talking about valentine's day. ever wonder why a big stubby kid holding wepons of massive destruction on his hands became the epitomy of love? (and if you are on the s.l.o.w side. yes i am talking about Cupid) i don't know about you guys out there, but for me i like my day to be simple. need not be romantic. last year i was doing radio pulze opening and man handling all the crazy logistics for the day. this year, i have work to keep me tied down. so i'll be stuck at work till evening come night. actually i think a GREAT v-day would be where i have no work and get to watch all the dvds in the world and relax. that is what i call a great day.

everyone i know has been getting all psyched up
and the BIG QUESTION on everyone's lips is "so what are you doing tomorrow?"

it's crazy.
women are especially crazy.they are the creators of expectations. and the men, well men are MEN. i bet all around the globe men are like rolling their eyes doing the bo pian thing and buying something to be lomantic sitting in cold sweat hoping it works and trying hard not to incur the wrath of whoever they are dating.

viscious viscious cycle.

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