My birthday has passed, and it seems my self-absorbed, egotistic crisis went along with it. All I can say is: good riddance. I'm twenty years old now, and I've never felt better.
All is well at home, with my friends, my family, the girlfriend, and, in an interesting turn of events, with college. I know moments like these are fleeting, and so I'm seizing the day. Esther leaves on Friday, and from then on, it's back to my usual responsibilities. Only this time, I actually believe I'll be up for the job.
All is well at home, with my friends, my family, the girlfriend, and, in an interesting turn of events, with college. I know moments like these are fleeting, and so I'm seizing the day. Esther leaves on Friday, and from then on, it's back to my usual responsibilities. Only this time, I actually believe I'll be up for the job.
- Seashell Radio:Enjoying a silence.
- Room 101:Mulholland Drive, City of God.
I know I haven't updated in forever, and that you all deserve a decent post, but, for now, I'll just say this:
YAAAAAAY! I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD! *dances*
And now off to celebrations! *grins*
YAAAAAAY! I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD! *dances*
And now off to celebrations! *grins*
- Seashell Radio:Red Lights Indicate Doors Are Secured, by Arctic Monkeys.
- the right to be unhappy:HAPPY!
- Room 101:Mulholland Drive, City of God.