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Friday, March 12, 2004

A dinner. Somewhat a display of filial piety. But ended up probably just a fight for recognition. A struggle for pride. Guess it was kinda obliged. Expectedly, such generosity doesn't come easy. Indeed...

It's night hike recee in the day tomorrow! It'll be a long n tiring journey, but certainly wouldn't be boring with the company of my dearest friends. Not really expecting anything, for the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Just pray for fine weather n everything goes on smoothly. N I didn't remember I was AIC until someone reminded me. That totally sucks man, how can an AIC be so slack? Hahaha, no more injuries, I shall do my part.

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11:19 pm

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