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:: Saturday, March 27, 2004 ::
The Mediter-a-n-e-a-ewhateveryouspellit Adventure

Day # 18795093 I still can't spell.

Probably this May. hopefully will work out cos this May, a ten years legacy will come to an end, a legacy of that Buddhist-used-to-have-ponytail guy. And from the black and white zebra stripe, he will end up wearing the red and black. My dear... thank you for ten years of joy and heartbreaks, yes, even for *that* missed goal, cos with that, I finally found my passion.

Ok, we decided we have to be in Milano no matter what on the 16th, and the others? I believe the Mediteranean (or wasit double r?) will be expensive this summer. Dude! It's the Olympic in Athen, and Euro in Portugal, not to mention we probably will end up somewhere in Italy and Turkey (cos Gab wanted to hook up with this cute Gala player....)

And serious, there's nothing in Venice, been there and end up kinda disappointed. I could do it again, no problem, but I wanna spend more time in one of the small island there instead of the main island. The small island where they make all those colourful boats, that's where it is man. And I saw sand on that island! Instead of clobber street, I don't mind there, nope, not at all, and it keeps me aways from all those American tourist anyway. LOL.

Right... err... today I'm working, and trying to cool myself. That's all.

:: Yours Truly.... 6:17 PM [+] ::
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:: Friday, March 26, 2004 ::
Well, I survived my first *cough*election*cough*yeahright*cough*, not really with flying colours, cos really, who wake up at 8 in the morning to determine the future of the country. huh? who??!?? Ok, don't tell me. And yes, I was disturbed three times when they literally appeared on the front door and were like.. go out and vote you lazy bum. Ficken Sie them all.

So I went, queued up, and stared at the yellow piece of paper. And with my left hand, I crossed my choice and put it into the box. I walked away and it all happened, at about 1215, in less that 10 minutes. Newsies asides, and all those disappearing names from the list, I'm glad I didn't go there at 8am, cos omg the queue! Yes, me is lazy.

That night, of course, the whole fricking TV stations covered the results, and after seeing the supposedly-dammed-Islamic-conservative-new-PM hugged a lady (who's not the wife, and a pretty lady to boot too- ours is totally conservative Asian), I gave up and happily surrendering the remote to my grandma and decided to indulge in the world of sin, anime, JC Chasez... mwahahahaha! that really, got nothing to do with the future development of the country.

Dude? why am I so sarcastic here? Apparently the female hugger got the country at 1am. Gee... really, at 12 year old , I stayed up till 6am to get the result way back in 89 (or 90), and now they managed to do it in like... voting closed at 5pm, in 8 hours. And the voters are increasing, 10 million, and as reported 70% went out to cast their vote, which make it 7 million. And there's about 100K EC staffs reported on duty that day. 70 voters for 1 staff let say, and not counting there's cases of voters that managed to vote more than once (yea, the EC is kinda fucked up), err... different gender as from their Identification Card (hehehehehe... no, not me), and wo! the whole what-the-fuck with the new borders and dude, why in the world I can't cast my vote at the school that's like five minutes away.

At the end of the day (as cliche as it sounds), the general view of EC by the people of this country is... you fuckers!

SPR or EC (Election Comission) smell like stink fish yo.

And there's no fucking way I want to put the constitution in the hand of the fuckers.

*ehem*

Did I tell ya our new-PM is supposedly very very good at these Islamic faith thingy.

Apparently I don't reflect well.

Or maybe I am.

*run*

:: Yours Truly.... 2:00 AM [+] ::
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