Tuesday, September 25, 2007

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Yeobo,
How are you? I cried myself to sleep last night. And every night. Morning sucks as well. So this is the big holiday, huh? I hope you're getting some sunshine. Don't worry, Yeobo, I have no intention of waiting a year and a half before seeing you. Even if your parents don't help you with airfare, or try to keep you home, I will either save up and send you a ticket, we can meet in a third country, or I will break into your country like James Bond. I was thinking the water route, but there are too many sharks. The land route would cost way too much in bribes. Let me think. I'll figure it out. And believe me, it WILL be an international incident on TV.

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