So November 23rd was my birthday, the day before I had to ,definitely, clean my room since I havent did any cleaning for the past two months. and In fact that I did my best to feel cozy the day before, I caught a cold.
I still have it until now , but it wasnt as worst as "the birthday". I have to blew my nose now and then to make me feel lighter. I couldnt even barely hear a sound from my right ear.
Tissues running out.
As usual , every other year I have this prank going to make myself happy. Im just a person who probably exists when someone will greet you , too, on your celebration. or Maybe Im someone you probably knew just by the name. or something like that. I couldnt do the prank. Happy me.
Tissues were running out.
Anyways, before the night hit the twelve note , there was this guy who sent me a message. ( see
photo )
Im not really "that" happy that it went the way I want it too, but I'm a little more merrier to someone that surely fall for your plans unexpectedly.
My birthday is just a tiny dot in the universe. Im not extravagant as many people would probably wanted but I badly wanted it the way they impossed it on their people. The way other people conveyed : "It's my time, and it's only mine . Yes, I wanted your time on that celebration"
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