This is the first year after so long... i spend counting down to my birthday while chasing after the last bus.
Not everyone is the same.. nor every one do the same..
I feel weird typing this entry. It seems like a sad post.. I'm supposed to feel happy on my birthday. If not why isit named HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
It's never going to be the same.. and i can never be the same.
Cant wait to celebrate with the bff on sunday.
what can be worse than having to mug on ur birthday... this year... is just not my year...
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