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Now Playing: So Close - Jon McLaughlin
Music Commentary: You know there's always that person you think of in the past, when you hear that certain song? Well, guess what? This is one of em. It seemed like just yesterday, but a lot has changed in the past 3 years. Fairy tales, Musicals, Fantasies, The What If, Music, and the Change. All these are summed up in this song, and this basically sums up that nostalgic past. Sorry, I'm being cheesy. Good song though!


Money is indeed evil. I somehow survived today with only one dollar, just enough to get myself a bag of funyuns. Anyhow, my birthday is coming up, and I think I found a location for the party, thanks to BLac. His uncle owns a restaurant, which has a kickass upstairs private room. He offered me to room, which fits approximately 50 people, a DJ system, all you can eat food (did i mention it was sushi?), drinks, and they're open until 1am. Holy cow, that's a great deal...except, it sums up to approximately 1500 dollars. That's about 30 bucks per person. I am planning to charge 10 bucks per person already, but this is still alot for a teenager. I really hope I can somehow afford this.

To add to my fees, I have winterball to worry about as well. I already saw the first wave of proposals come by this week. It seems everyone is rushing to find that person and ask them to winterball as soon as possible. I, on the other hand, seem to be procrastinating these things. It's most likely because of UC applications that causes me to procrastinate about winterball. Although I haven't put much thought about it, I already have that special someone in mind. I am about 80% sure that I will ask her, and I have already figured how to. I really hope she doesn't get asked, or my plan turns for the worse. I also found out something big might happen tomorrow, but not to me. Although what might happen tomorrow might make me depressed, I really want it to happen. It's an opportunity to focus my thoughts more.

Its strange. Recently, I feel as though I am completely different from my old self. I feel as though I am much more annoying to myself. The things I do without thought seem to me as though they're what I usually don't do. I really hope I don't become something I hate.