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Re-birthday

Thu May 29, 2008, 7:25 AM
  • Listening to: Superman's Dead by Our Lady Peace
  • Reading: Vampire: The Masquerade
  • Eating: Peanut brittle
  • Drinking: water
As far as birthday greatness, it was kind of a bust even though I had lots of stuff planned. Wanted to go out for breakfast. but my sister didn't show till 1pm. Wanted to go out with Boo for awhile. She was nowhere to be found. My sister even offered to take us to a park, but we only got lost and turned back once we passed Okahumpka.

I guess it was all for the best. My immune system decided it was a good idea to shut down, so I had a sore throat and coughing for all of 24 hours. My sister dropped me off at the house and my mother-in-law gave me her car. I ended up killing myself with perfume (I forgot I had sprayed some on me earlier that day, so the smell was totally overwhelming) right before I got to youth. My friend Marcus was dying in the car with me. The only person I was confident in hugging was Wesley (He said I smelled good). Things improved when I had some awesome mousse cake and found out Sandy was cooking.

Youth was fun (like always), and I even won a tee shirt for opening a cd the fastest. I guess it was all those years working on my mother's gift wrapping. It was like trying to unwrap an ice cube. If I wanted my present, I would have to get past flawless and seamless wrapping. She never gave us any slack by leaving some sort of fold or gap that wasn't sealed tight with invisible tape. That would go on for hours. We quickly learned to look for the bumps and go from there.

Anywho, back to what happened in youth. We thought of events to host. It all sounds so exciting. I hope my friends come. They are just so busy... On the way home Marcus and I passed a guy in the middle of the road. He was just standing there, and I almost hit him. But the guy didn't even flinch. Just kind of wandered off to the other side of the road. Reminded me of some scene from the beginning of a zombie movie, right when the outbreak begins, but no one really knows. They just see some strange things and pass them off as anomalies. Then they get eaten in Marcus' driveway.

I have decided that I am going for a re-birthday. Not going to get sick. Going to have transportation. Going to do something fun and or exciting.

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:icontwerve:
Hey, PwP! I didn't know you had a deviantart account. Sweet!
:iconforumwar:
You're finally here! I have a whole bunch of your art on my computer, I can email it to you if you want. ;o

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