Boring people shouldn't even have blogs. They're narrating their day to day life to show the world how much they have to do, when actually they're just hollow like coconut husks, so shallow, like in their brains they think about nothing just probably some shit about class, lessons and maybe their compulsive training routines. I actually thought people could think. I was disappointed to find out that people, do not ponder. It's unsettling to see everyone like robots, like everyone in school behaving and talking in a certain way as if they were programmed to do so. Sigh, it's really hard to talk to people these few days. No one gets me. I talk about something and no one understands where I'm coming from. Sigh I miss cheesing. He was the only one who understood me and wanted to talk to me about those things we pondered about.

Anyway, for my birthday my parents gave me a PSP! I was exhilirated and intiated a hug! WOW. My sister gave me pocahontas, my other sis a keychain (which broke today =[ ), my little sister this uber cool pen that has 10 different ink colours.
They bought dinner which was whoah oh so awesome and this cheesecake from secret recipe. Whoah whoah. Best birthday, like ever.

Thank you armadas teammates for the famous amos! It's really pretty and I'm very touched and really happy. :)

cheesing is a manwhore. I miss talking to you, damn it! HAHA.

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