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Thursday, June 10, 2004


   Of Time & Paintballing
What time is it?
I finally got a new watch! My old watch died months ago and I refused to wear any other watch. I know, why don't I just get a new battery? Sorry. My old watch doesn't work that way. My dad replaced it with new batteries like 3 times already and it still died. *sniffle* I liked that watch too! But yes, I got a new one a few days ago. This time, I've retired from leather bands and upgraded to stainless steel bands--at least, I think they are stainless steel. Hmmm. And finally...I know what time it is! Yay!

Paintball, what???
Okay. I have a 16 year-old brother, right? Right. And for some reason he's been quite obsessed with paintballing. It's always 'paintball' this and 'paintball' that. I just don't get it. It all seems SO painful to me. You know what? I just think it's an easy way for teenage boys to vent out their hostilities while thinking that they're cool cause they get to shoot things. Yep. It's all about shooting things.

So here's a question for thought:

-Are you obsessed with time? Or,
-Have you ever engaged in paintballing? If so, then please explain to me the beauty of it?


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