i'll be declared seventeen years of age as soon as the clock strikes twelve. oh yeah. seventeen. Big Deal- ha, ha.
i thank god for justifying in the book of faith that i was to be born in this world on the 8thjan1990. i thank mom & dad for abiding to faith and gettin the
*necessary obligations done perfectly just to get mom pregnant with me for the whole of agonizing nine months and finally, managed to have my first breathe of air in an almost-flawless state. i thank both of my elders again for having to give birth of me eight days after new year. (meaning it's either gonna be a
FUCKIN LOUSY or otherwise, a fabulous(hardly) commencement to the new year.) thanks mills, lovelies. uh, what else?
okay, that's it.
Happy sweet 17th birthday, Diana.
and life goes on as usual. yeah, cool.(so now, tell me, why must people got so exuberant over birthdays? count me out, hey. pfft. blimey)