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My Brother's Holiday
I'm still having a wee bit of trouble remembering all the events that happened in my account of the holidays...so here's another holiday from the perspective of another person : my brother.
I have no idea what he did in perfect detail nor does he a blog of some sort anyway. Here are summaries of what happened when I was with him
- "joint-jurisdiction" in my room (in other words he took over MY room)
- developed an insane addiction to Mortal Kombat
- we ate an entire jar of sardines for a midnight snack (though he fell asleep and I had to wake him)
- lent me a Robert Ludlum
- went to a party with old veterans
- used the ABS-CBN Newscenter as a personal computer shop
- somehow, someway slept through a crowded bus with the speakers loudly playing The Beatles WHILE listening to his Mp3 Player
- developed an insane desire to hit my face with foreign objects namely remotes and cellphones
THAT list would just go on and on and on...I'll update that next time...
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