Happy (late) Birthday to me. Yesterday was a good day for a birthday - it wasn't burning hot.
So basically I'm keeping my fingers crossed and wishing that this year will be a sucessful year. I've learned a lot in the past year, perhaps more than I should have. But it'll all work towards my advantage in the end.
So many people I'm going to miss once school starts again - let's not go there. I miss the good old times when nobody knew how to drive...when everything was simpler and everyone was more carefree. I specifically remember Andy Tran biking to my house at two am in the morning to tell me happy birthday last year. He spend the majority of the time in my kitchen talking to his mom on the phone, but it was nice nevertheless. This year, everyone's more occupied (as to be expected) and everyone knows how to drive (including me), so everything has become mundane, mediocre, and not worthwhile. There's no point in biking when you can drive. There's no point in driving when you can just text some more. Everything before this was just sweeter. I don't know. I've had a really long week - sleeping under six hours everyday, which is NOT good seeing as I need at least six per night. I'm so tired right now, and I really like listening to Paramore's "Misery Business" and Pinback's "Penelope" over and over again. Good morning, sunshine. I am seventeen and can afford to not give a fuck (except about my college apps and personal statements, but whatever). | 
