Super Duper to the Hooray.

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Birthday.

It wasn't too bad, didn't get the usual routine of being awakened by singing... handshake and oatmeal breakfast?

Gots Legos from homeboy, along with pretty necklace from Tiffany & Co. [in that blue box, as my sister requested to know](I'm not a big fance jewelry person, but damn tis reeal nice =)
gots goood smelling perfumes from Karly along with aroma jizz, and her awesome card
borders certificate from Nikki and Little Moose
jacket thingie from Natalia
and shirt from my mother's friend... Grace?

School.
Now I must do a dbq.

Damn it I'm older,
I'm telling you, this is the age you lose that child-like innocence.

I had a dream last night and I was in prison and someone said that imprisoning [insert#here] was terribly wrong and I said "But I'm [insert#herethatisonegreaterthanthelast#]! I juat turned today!"
They're like 'no that's not really being a kid anymore. fair and square."

But shit, what if I still feel like a six year old? I may be mature, but I still feel helpless, over-hopeful, silly, too optimistic, too curious, too impulsive.

Oh well.

We used one of those tea candles (whatever they're called) for it.

11:22 p.m. - 2006-12-06

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Shabby

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