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Tuesday, May 03, 2005

13:28 - bawal mag-internet

my lunch break was almost over when i opened my email to check for new messages. then i noticed bon has sent a message to our group on yahoo. so i told him, "ikaw lang ang masipag mgsend sa yahoogroups naten." he went over to my station and instructed me to open one of the emails that i got, click on the link and to play the game.

i thought that it would be just another trick where, when opened, a bloody-faced girl would scream at your face. hell, i was never wrong. i "played" the spot-the-difference game. [with sounds] good thing i didn't put my headset exactly where it should be. and then i saw her.

they didn't hear her scream, only mine. nakakahiya. andami ytang nkarinig na ksama ko sa work.

cnabe n kc... bawal mag internet!


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