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Lucky Number 7 At Work
(August 8, 2003)

I don't have a lucky number. The closest probably is 7. I was 7 when I fought my first and only playground fight. We ended up in the Discipline's Office with a pencil sticking out from my right forearm. I got off the hook, the other kid got kicked out. He ended up with a soiled shirt. You know, I'm all for non-violence.

So tomorrow's game is a big one after last year's 77-70, 7-point victory of Ateneo over La Salle. I'll be staying home or maybe on the road, but I'll be keeping tab using my cell (UAAP score 2366). Whatever happens, I hope everyone gets home safe with no holes on any of their forearms. Although someone has to pay for last year's loss! Vengeance is ours! (insert Ben David laughter here) Let the friggin' bloody brawl begin!!!

(speaking of Lucky - whatever happened to the kid born 15 years ago today? Those who were born on 08/08/88 or got hitched that same day, where are they now? Was that day really lucky?)

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Love At First Byte*
(Aug 6) Finally, the girl and the boy fulfills a match made in heaven. Distance, and time separated them - but they triumphed. This is the best example that somewhere out there, someone is meant for each of us you. (I already got mine.) Reception was at 77 Dona Hemady. Have a great one you two!

* - yes, everything happened from and thru the internet.