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gawwwwwwd. I suck at pool! seriously, if there's one person you could laugh at while playing pool, it's me. haha. I think the white ball has something against me. oh, and there was this foozeball table when we entered mambo.. I was telling cariann about it and the cashier guy probably overheard us and he asked me if I played fooze ball, and I could sign up for sth like that. coolness. Had a nice long conversation with my brother yesterday, when my parents weren't around. I was just rambling on and on about everything here, like the good ol' days when he was here. sigh, I sure miss him. And one of the reasons being I could tell him anything and everythingg. anyway, I can't wait to go over and see what's it's like in Myanmar, can't wait for his big day. ahah We're never in control of our lives aren't we. We can't really control what happens around us. Maybe it's a combination of fate, destiny and karma. Karma sure does sting by the way. But above all, I know He's watching everything. And if this is the worst of my problems, I should feel blessed, very blessed.