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Monday, January 21, 2008

mood ROFL


Bob Marley is your friend.

I came home 10 minutes ago to find a hula-ish, sha-la-la kind of chillout tunes originating from the computer. It made me feel like I was in Hawaii, in the setting of the movie poster of 50 First Dates, swinging on a hammock with a Pina Colada in one hand. Umm, definitely not in 21st century.

And there, sitting in front of the computer doing homework, is my brother. My electric guitar-jamming, punk rock-grooving, speaker-blasting brother, who declared, I am hooked to Bob Marley. The songs are kinda cool!

I'm not sure which one is more bizarre, the sight of my brother doing homework so early in the night, or HIM LISTENING TO BOB MARLEY OMG. I looked at him quizically while simultaneously pinching myself, and thought, This is the day of hope and salvation!

Seriously. Bob Marley?!?! MY BROTHER?

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posted at 9:35 PM by Felice







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