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Tuesday, January 29, 2008 5:38 PM

(Dirty English is a font, if you were trying to make some sense out of it.)




So i guess i've not been able to kick my addiction just yet. I'm going to die like really soon. My classmates tried to snatch my pens/markers away today because they swore i was going to get skin cancer like at any moment.

My dad has been pushing me to take up driving, but as much as i really want to drive i don't think i'll have the time. I think he can't wait for me to drive him around or something, or like giving me the car hahaha. Valentine's day is overrated. I used to like the day a lot but i guess along the way, it was just something i grew to not get superly excited over. So it sucks to be born on vday. Because people either remember or forget your birthday. I mean it guarantees at least one birthday wish but at the same time i've had people who wished me happy vday sending me a happy birthday msg like two days later (i still love them). And everyone, (really everyone) is busy on vday. Everyone has their own things to do. I just can't believe how expensive roses can get on vday. Or how you could never really find somewhere to eat. Well, besides being so commercial, i'm sixteen days away from turning eighteen. Birthdays are so much more special. But then again, it's just another birthday.

Eighteen. To hit eighteen and stay eighteen forever.


You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.


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