| New Year Woes! |
I, for one, suffer from short term memory loss. Each time I bite my nails, I forget that I made a resolution to quit biting my nails. Thats me! *sigh*
I turn 21 two days later and I AM NOT EXCITED. I enjoy growing old, but 21 is a dreadful age. It makes you marriage-worthy in front your parents and relatives. Mind it, relatives consider you marriage worthy the moment they see you do not have the male genitalia. *bigger sigh*
And of course, 21 will be more dreadful because for the first time in my life, I will be working on my birthday. Oh, the miseries of life. I just hope I get at least five uninterrupted minutes with both my heartbeat and my pulse. Popeye will be in a sultry mood as always. I asked for a basketball as my gift. I bet he would forget that. Pingu is in a bad mood and she doesnt change her mood on the basis of occasion. I hope things sort out by 19th.

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