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YY YZ JR
You and I, Together; Forever. (:
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oh no, what was i thinking. where was i when she needed me the most. fancy me mourning upon how unpleasant i felt. tsktsk, will catch up with ya real soon ya, miichx? :D as in, seriously, super uber soon. (: anyways, tomorrow's the wake. or rather, today. (look at the time! it's 1.45am!) kinda painful. heartbroken, when i came upon the chattings of adults on how he left. turned off by those filthy gamblers. just by paying us $200 per night and they think they can gamble their hearts out. im sorry to use the word 'filthy'. treating other family's loss as their own opportunity of winning easy cash. downright disgusting. stark low-class. and when the cops came, they scattered and pretended they're with us. like, seriously. if you could give me a chopper, i'll make full use of it. $200 is way too cheapo aite. i seriously should be the accountant of such situation. count per head. age, 20-30 = $50 age, 30-50 = $80 age, 50 & above = $120 additional of tables and chairs, $200 per set. plus, their hiding place in case there's police, $200 plus, $ 60 per hour. so they should pay us $1000 per night. (like trust me, there's more than 15 ppl there aite, sick right-.-) and who knows, there's still change, just enough for them to buy maggie mee in case they lose all their money on gambling. yyy |