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now playing anthem of our dying day
artist story of the year
mood tired
"up here the city lights burn, like a thousand miles of fire"
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my birthday came and went like any other day, except maybe it resounded a bit more louder than any other days. i laid down at night, and it suddenly occured to me that i'm a year older, i'm fucking 18, and i shouldn't be so childish anymore - but then i think again, what would life be without some fun, so i decided to cast the stupid idea of becoming mature and i'm deciding to stay the way i am til age finally catches up with me more, along with it's tell-tale signs of wrinkles and facial hair aplenty. thank you Sandra, nat, and gang who threw me the surprise party at my place - i really appreciate it. and thank you everyone who was present.
On nat, and shane and cheese, i'm glad we caught up after such a long time. i was held at knife-point to say this, SHANE SO HOT!
On new friends that rocks; Geraldine and Questal and Kairen and Hsing Yee. Oh so hot, they make the sun look like melted cheese. & on Old friends like Waiaung, i wouldn't deny there were some misunderstanding a few days before your birthday, but i'm glad you're still a big part of my life all the same.
On school reopening, it sucks so many balls. there really isn't anything much i can say about school because both you and i know nobody would want school, not to mention homework and projects and tests. my only solace are my friends in class.
now if you'll excuse me, i have some business over at dyad. =]]
11:41 PM
