one-upping persona has slowly possessed a good portion of who i am.
[one upping means always trying to "one better someone elses story" for
instance..."oh yea? well my dad can jump over mountains and squash
trees with one foot"] as much as the accusation is legit, in my
defense, my one-upping comes off genuinely as a conversation additive
due to my pro-active calculated random journey of life....like this
weekend, i ended up in a macau court. if someone ever randomly had a
story to tell about macaunese judiciary system, i'd be all over it. OH
YEA? WELL, MY JUDGE HAD A GAVEL INSTEAD OF A HAND.
i'm back in taiwan. i thought to myself "i miss taiwan" on the bus while staring at street signs and reminiscing. but i changed my mind the moment i got off the bus. it wasn't the torrential downpour that made me feel like i plunged into a vat of incubated water, but rather it was the humidity that engulfed me as if i was mired in a sewer of humidity. and after tonights email from will and my mom not being around to pass
me the new house keys, i should have stayed in HK, gone to sha tin and waited for will to come back just to hear the nights "story" in person. mada effer.
a glimpse into the future. this is us in 30 years. hedonistic generations and cultures of debauchery are all the same. nuances of games, yelling, dancing and sexual inuendo. ki-lo-kia!
uncle and auntie.
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yeah and then he was sentenced to death .
i want a story!
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