This is my first blog post as a seventeen-year old.
Tomorrow's Chemistry exam *sigh* will be my first exam as a seventeen-year old.
Tomorrow's Chemistry exam will be the first exam that I shall fail as a seventeen-year old.
The debate at Delhi will be my first debate as a seventeen-year old.
Yesterday was a lameass birthday, by even my standards. I thought sixteen was sad, because I didn't get any presents, and no one really cared because it was right in the middle of the Half-Yearlies, and everyone was so assured and content in their failing grades that my birthday swooshed past without anyone noticing.
Yesterday was my seventeenth birthday, and I made everyone promise that they wouldn't call at midnight, because I fricking hate being woken up, especially to scream HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAYYYYYY!!! into my ear. And I even switched the cellphone off. When I woke up, I was magically seventeen. I still had to study Chemistry. And the only thing special about yesterday was the pasta for lunch. And the chocolate pudding. I didn't get many presents. Some lameass friend of the mother got me a towel.
Yes.
A towel.
And a song.
It was a very nice song.
It rhymed, and it was sung rather well too. (I'm not lying. Really!)
Well, okay, it was a very nice try. And I am very flattered.
Thank you.
I am now officially seventeen, and loving it.
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i know you enjoyed your birthday. the reason is within the blogpost.
i did enjoy my birthday. i wanted to enjoy more. and thank you for the delete.
belated happy birthday
and happy birth"week" ^_^
eh...that's so corny :o
but still...have fun this week ^_^
:O
i feel so old :(
Every year is birth year. You think YOU'RE corny.
Doubletake,
You make me feel teensy.