b-day blues

its my birthday. i'm bored as hell...

so to make this day somewhat different from the rest... meaning, i'm not confined to the four walls of my room lying prone with a book propped in my face and falling asleep after an eternity of incomprehensible words, i went out.

now, i'm at a mall, just watched a movie, eaten and bored myself some more until i think its safe enough to go home... meaning, i wont be bored for long there to contemplate drastic and stupid thoughts while a pirated cd of birthday songs blare unmercifully from somewhere followed by a sexbomb christmas album (also pirated) that, i am sure, is enough to shatter my hard-kept sanity.

i may be joking. i'm not sure anymore.

sheesh! another year! i need to get a grip on my life! (do i even have one...?)

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i apologize, i have forgotten how to think properly... i am not making sense again.