The 22nd Post

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Yayy!!! It's the 22nd post. I like the number 2. Because it's like my lucky number.
After one too many coincidences with the number, I have come to regard it as my special number.

Okay. Here are just a few of the coincidences.

(1) My birthday is 22nd February 1993. Which means 22.2.1993. 1+9+9+3 = 22!! So, it is basically, 22.2.22..

(2) I was born on a Monday which is the 2nd day of the week.

(3) My favorite subject in high school was English which was always the 2nd subject to take in exams.

(4) My roll number in my first year at YUFL was 2.

(5) My zodiac sign is Pisces which means 2 fish. 

So, in honor of the 22nd post, I would like to sing a song.

"One, Twenty two guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, Twenty two guns
Throw up your arms into the sky"

Huh? What do you mean it's twenty one guns? Wait, really? Dammit! Why couldn't they have made it 22 guns? It would have been perfect for this post. Sigh...

Okay. I won't write 2 long and take 2 much of your time. So, two two.. 
Ah, I meant, ta ta! :D

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