I don't want to need people.
Here's a picture of sincerity, sweetness, and proof of my achievement as a lady-killer:
In the form of free breakfast <3
The vegetarian stall auntie treated me that for free because it was supposed to be a special day for me. Complete with extra tofu and egg which I didn't ask for at all, she just said 'Birthday should eat eggs' and gave it to me. (: she could be my second girlfriend, my first would be the cleaner auntie in Cat High <3
This doesn't mean I'm not loyal to my first girlfriend OK. I still love her, a lot, and I miss her, but I can love both right (;
Well these few days have been quite fun, birthday celebrations are hardly ever boring, and having sword-fights in AMK Hub just outside of Pepper Lunch with E is very amusing and Remi Gaillard-ish. Let's talk about what happened on Friday.
After school on Friday, I went to AMK Hub with G and J, and on the bus E told me that his sword is prepared and he's going to take my life, and that I should unsheathe my sword too. And I did that on the bus, kinda maluating blowing up the balloon, but I did that and when we reached he tried to assassinate me I blocked and we had quite a fun time running around trying to whack each other with the freaking swords.
And after lunch we had the fight and my sword broke :c it had a hole and I couldn't find an appropriate replacement.
Then we watched 'The Expendables' along with KS and V minus E, and it was my first M18 movie ever watched (in the theatre). Quite a novel experience...OK L4D was equally gory.
Dinner was fun, shouldn't elaborate here~ (;
And today, we had a 4-7 get-together, I brought my football Nik brought his pump and my ball became filled with air once again <3
And then there was dinner at KFC with the freaking cake, very surprised ahahahaha I didn't expect there to be a cake <3
-- 8/22/2010 10:52:00 PM
..neither did I expect the sudden slice-of-cake smash :c it's such a waste of a good piece of cake so I ate it from my face. Yea then I went to buy condoms for A because he was shy and I cut the queue of a random guy whom I don't know who stared at me with daggers in his eyes. Hooooops. I didn't get paranged anyway.
I was stinking like hell, with mud and cake and sweat all over me and I was on the bus when I realized that I am really quite blessed in the sense that people really do enjoy my company and that my presence is appreciated and that my life is worth living, at least for the people around me.
Is that the point of birthday celebrations? To be reminded that you've aged, time has passed, people bother, be glad?
I'd still prefer to dispense with all these though. It's not that I don't appreciate it, don't get me wrong. I really appreciate and enjoy all these celebrations and the effort my friends have put in, but sometimes these celebrations just sets my weird mind thinking along a more cynical way and that alone kills me and defeats the purpose of celebrating in the first place, thus my previous post.
I don't want to need people.
-- 8/22/2010 10:52:00 PM