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Saturday, 21 November 2009

  • 100 Tweets; Taiwan; Facebook

    "The $1 in Taiwan is a coin. Their lowest bill currency is 100 ($3 USD) which makes me wonder if the strippers here have coin size bruises. Ouch."   -100th Tweet.

    I cant believe i have hit 100 tweets on my twitter. I am aiming for an once-a-day-observation-tweet, but sometimes mustering up the brain cells to write 140 charc's is a bit too much of task.

    My time in Taiwan continues and hopefully by next weekend i'll upload all my photos to a newly acquired flickr pro account, and as many videos as i can be patient enough to upload.

    Follow me on my twitter or my facebook for updates on my time in Taiwan. This is the best i can do, blogging wise, for now.

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Friday, 16 October 2009

Monday, 03 August 2009

  • Donuts are not your friend

     me:  family friend is over right now, my moms friend, she hasnt seen me in a bit, and first thing she says to me is eat more. what is up with that? i shouldve of replied with: "and you need to lay off the donuts you fatso".
     Wesley:  hahahaha
     me:  but that would've of been  silly of me to say so. its silly because its redundant , because the donuts infers she is fat.
     Wesley:  i dunno
    it's kind of nice being skinny
    better than being fat
     me:   grass is always greener on the other side. if i was a girl and i was fat she wouldnt say anything.

Saturday, 23 May 2009

  • Brianna is not here right now.

    Get this, this girl calls me earlier today, and i didnt answer because, 1), i was sleeping, and 2), i didnt know her number. She doesn't leave a voicemail message. So wait, at this point you are asking how do i know it is a "she"? Well, because she then calls again, just now, and i pick up, right? Right. And she asks me if Brianna is "here". I tell her "no", and she asks me if i am sure. I then tell her to hold on and let me check. So i put my phone down and i go to the kitchen and start on making myself breakfast.

    The end.

    p/s.: A breakfast meal that the Holiday Day Inn would approve. Full spread. Eggs and all.