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& somehow miracles will come by


just twenty on Monday, November 3, 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARSHINI!
17 years of being a complete and total bitch whom, amazingly, I never hated!
You must be one of those special people. Congrats. Haha, anyway, you've always been nice to me and I remember you're the reason I began to blog. Nick and I laughed so hard in sec1 when you told Mr. Chan "Cher, I'm a slut" when you didn't know what it meant. Bimbo!
But nevertheless, I love you because you always sided me, you were always funny and you never hated me no matter how much I make fun of you. You're my special friend, dear.
Ladies and gentlemen, my friend of 5years:
Other lovely people who are November babies: Jecinda, ACL, Stephanie, Wei Ying, Belinda


MY LIST OF TWENTY WISHES
ONE. Ride a two-hump camel in Egypt.
TWO. Watch the sunset in Tuscany.
THREE. Surf a five foot wave, at least.
FOUR. Sing solo in front of an audience
FIVE. Dance barefoot in the rain, and sing at the same time
SIX.Meet an AIDS patient and make a difference in his life.
SEVEN. Learn how to speak Mandarin (well)
EIGHT.Dine in a yacht, far away from home.
NINE.Go to Africa and Cambodia to volunteer services there.
TEN. Dive from the high board, the really high one.
ELEVEN. Lie on the road at midnight with my significant other.
TWELVE. Have my own family and stable job.
THIRTEEN. Meet someone from Hollywood or my favourite author.
FOURTEEN. Contact someone I haven't spoken to in a decade.
FIFTEEN. Ride a hot air balloon, maybe in Japan, they have some festival.
SIXTEEN. Spend $10,000 dollars in shopping one day
SEVENTEEN. Sky-diving without any worries. Otherwise, bungee!
EIGHTEEN. Write a will&testimony, this is a must.
NINETEEN. Ask a guy out on a date and not regret it.
TWENTY. Mean the world to someone and have someone mean the world to me.

*Thank you Debbie Macomber, for the inspiration of this list.
I may not be able to do all or any of those things, but at least now I've got hope.
These are the things I think I want, for now.

What are the things, incredulous or not, that YOU want?


>> I was counting on forever,