Stranger Than Your Sympathy

Sunday, July 08, 2007, 5:08 PM

im hungry.
BOTAK JONES!
hahahhaha
that's why im hungry.

ohwell, i can wait i guess.

hahahah, okay okay. i was watching live earth yesterday.
and that stupid jon, he said that bonjovi was on at 2.30 in the morning
so jeremy, beth and i stupidly listened to him thinking that it was actually at 2.30 in the morning.
so we stupidly stayed up waiting for bonjovi
like wth,
then when i was on my way back from church,
GUESS WHATT
I SAW BONJOVI on live earth on tvmobile,
SO URGHHHHHHH.
hahahha,
right right.

and i still can't believe that my birthday is tomorrow.
like, i dont knowww.
it doesn't feel like my birthday?
yeah, i don't feel older or anything.
and i dont see why people make such a big fuss over birthdays
so yeah, you were born on that day.
what else?
and presents.
goshhh
it's the thought that counts isn't it?
and people get so worked up over what they get.
like, if you get something and you don't like it, SHEESH.
at least be thankful you got something.
and i really can't stand it when people actually get something, although it's something that they don't like, and guess what,
they complain about what they got
instead of being thankful that the person actually thought of you.

and what's the big deal about cakes and candles?
honestly, i think it's just to let the whole world know it's your birthday and you want presents?
sheesh, it's all become a ritual, like a practice or something.
it's all become so robotic.
and the best part is, people get upset when other people don't give them presents.
sheesh.

it just doesn't make sense anymore.
ohwell,
"be the change"
got that from session
hahha, useful really. :D

and and i think the best birthday present would be to spend time with the people i care about. yeah. :D
and and to win that stupid whitely match tomorrow.
dont give them what they want,
they really don't deserve it.
so yeah.
GO IJ BASKETBALL! (:

do you know what it feels like
loving someone,
that's in a rush to throw you away
do you know what it feels like
to be the last one,
to know that the lock on the door has changed