sorry for the lack of posts these days because im in my 'i dont know what else to say' mood.

oh, and thank you mujia for the really wonderful day.
and kept me happy despite my usual whining of 'i have to go home'

it doesnt feel like im going to be sixteen
nor does it feel like i want to be sixteen.

sixteen sounds so important and frightening.
i wish it was the time when ive gotten my first busted cd, and finfin was still around, when i dont care a shit about living a meaningful life and knowing what is pretty, or not

being old is stupid, stupid shit.
but still :D