Sean was telling me today how limited games we had in our computer. So fine I told him to go download a few new games but make sure it's not some virus or anything. DANG, I got home only to find myself looking at a blue screen. Says some shit about not being able to start up the computer. Well, I really am tired of lecturing him as I believed he can think on his own.

Later that evening, you told me I could go to your house and use your computer. I felt that it isn't a really nice thing do to as it will bring inconvinience to you. But you sound so hospitable and seem so sincere in inviting me over to use your computer. I was pleasantly surprised by you, yes you!

Me: If I use your computer than what you use?
Friend: Dear Rayner, You can use my laptob, I can use my com or I can even sleep.

That was defintely something very nice to know, really.
But I feel pretty guilty at times if people keep treating me so nicely. It makes me feel that they are actually offering more than what I can do for them.
Later that night sean smsed me.

Sean: Sorry man I screwed the fucking com

At that point of time I could only smile and know that is my brother. Okay so now here I am in my school lab once again all ready to play cs! Hiaks.