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An Ode to Birthdays

Getting to eat cake and receive presents = Good times, good times

Realizing you're getting old = Oh no....

~*Owari*~

When I awoke this morning, my entire lower lip had this line of dark, dried up blood across it. That's happened a few times these last few weeks. I don't know what's wrong with me. I go to bed feeling perfectly fine and I wake up with blood all over my face. I didn't even notice until I went to brush my teeth this morning. And the blood was so ( Read more... )

I don't know what else to say except, "Wow." I was about to go clean my room but I started watching the Olympics. This guy, Alexei Nemov, from Russia did an amazing - and I mean absolutely amazing high bar routine. And when these judges from Malaysia and Canada gave him bad marks the crowd yelled in disgust for about ten minutes. It was amazing to ( Read more... )

Hey Tiffany, it's me, Aimee. I'm just calling to say..... I think I'm asleep. Or.. am going to taking a nap. That thing on your answering machine is so cool. Where people can enter their phone number.. I've never seen, heard rather... that.. well... - Last words before passing out asleep today ( Read more... )

It must be somewhere over the rainbow where everything somehow makes sense. As if I can see it somewhere off in the distance - not knowing how long it will be before I reach it; or how far away it is. And even if I did reach it, it wouldn't do any good. I can chase a rainbow but it's never tangible - just like you ( Read more... )

"We're going, we're going, we're going on a trip! Plane, train, or taxi cab, all the choice are hip."I am going on a trip with my sisters! Be back Sunday. Sorry for this announcement being so last minute. I'm not even sure if it's going to happen. It depends on a lot of different stuff. But if it does, I'm just letting you guys know (especially ( Read more... )

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Trailer is up ~!

Someone was in my dream last night but I can't figure out who it was. The person looked like this guy that was on the trip I went on a few weeks ago. The one I built toy sailboats with and who taught me how to throw rocks into the ocean. But it couldn't have been him. Maybe my subconscious had forgotten who people of the past looked like and gave ( Read more... )