its gonna be another day. this is for expecting something on that so called special day. so much for asking a surprise. and indeed a surprise that i got. nothing. every year it lead to nothing special. well, i guess i'm not that special enough to have people appreciate me. oh well, i guess i dun show any bit of graciousness to anybody that the people i love surrounding me doesnt really care if its my special day. its just gonna another weekday. boring weekday that passes by and people wanna get over and done with. let the weekend come. forget about the wednesday that mean something to me. i guess if i gone missing, people wont even notice. he wont notice.
-------let me rot and get stacked within the huge piles of paper.----
Sunday, June 7, 2009
bday?
Posted by Rhea Toreque at 11:46 PM
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