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2011-01-17 9:44 PM open every door Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: okay Read/Post Comments (0) I was going to title it "Eat, Pray, Love". But I only did two and then it wouldn't make any sense anymore.
So, anyway, this was my Turning Twenty-One weekend and it was full of love and food. I had a Japanese buffet and a Japanese dinner (and ramen come to think of it), this orgasmic chocolate plus toffee thingum, one chocolate birthday cake and one tiramisu birthday tart. And I was in the company of very awesome people who made me very happy. Oh! And I finally went to the Valentino exhibit. (Yay) I feel like I'm supposed to have this long reflective post. But I simply can't. Haven't done enough. Well, that's an understatement. Haven't done anything. I've really only done one thing my entire life: Be a student. And all I can say is (and if you know me, you will already know this), it has been very painful but very rewarding for me ultimately. My life is still unlived. All I have are thank yous, debts really. I owe so many people so much. To my parents, for (really) making me the person that I am. To my siblings, for growing up with me. To my teachers, for making me the student that I am. To my friends , for the friendship ( I really can't think of a more encompassing way to put it. I'm a bit choked about this... expressing thing sometimes.) To my boyfriend, for everything. (The earrings are second. You are the best birthday present yet.) Check back in 9 years? Haha. Maybe all I have then will still be thank yous. First song on the radio this morning: "The heart is a bloom Shoots up through the stony ground There's no room No space to rent in this town You're out of luck And the reason that you had to care The traffic is stuck And you're not moving anywhere You thought you'd found a friend To take you out of this place Someone you could lend a hand In return for grace It's a beautiful day Sky falls, you feel like It's a beautiful day Don't let it get away You're on the road But you've got no destination You're in the mud In the maze of her imagination You love this town Even if that doesn't ring true You've been all over And it's been all over you It's a beautiful day Don't let it get away It's a beautiful day" I know it's a bit strange, but a part of me can't wait to be 60. To have so many memories and experiences. To have bloody lived. 39 years to go! Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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