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Tuesday, March 29, 2005
went to greenhills to play Photohunt at the arcade.
sinong trip lang?
anyway, Ate and I were playing photohunt nga (spot-the-difference na pinaganda lang ang tawag).. Suddenly, a bunch of little kinds circled around us and they started touching the touchscreen monitor. they were actually PLAYING. natabunan nalang kami ni ate. What we thought was fun (photohunting) turned into a babysitting session of kids we do not even know. kids who tried to ruin our game..
I didn't know Ate was kind. lol. Let me rephrase it. I din't know Ate had a soft spot for little monsters. when the game was over and we still had credit on our card, she let the kids play. To think it was her money we used.. and knowing Ate's katipiran.
shotclock at exactly 5:52 PM
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