confession: none.

no confessions for today. the day has just started and i have a big scab on my chin. i was picking one of those "badboy imbedded" white heads. i didn't realize i was scraping my skin. ya. my mom said my face is ugly because of the scab. for some reason though i don't mind this scab as much as i did the other ones. . the ones that were on my forehead, nose, and cheek. it's not that i have a lot of zits, it's just i like to pick at the small ones. = X heh. yes, yes. i know that's disgusting, but oh well.

i've been having really srange dreams lately, strange and vivid dreams. last night i dreamt that the van broke down and some foreign ladies were trying to teach me and some other girls how to folkdance. strange. so my birthday is coming up in 2 weeks. i'll be one year older, but not quite old enough. everyone keeps asking me what i'm going to do. i don't know. i don't really feel like doing anything, maybe try and hide with rosh only to be called by my mom to meet up at mimi's cafe. man, last year was horrible. i don't remember ever feeling so bad on a birthday. this year, i just want to let it pass, make it another day. i don't think i would know how to celebrate it. i'm not really a party birthday person now. funny isn't it. . that when you were younger it was so easy to celebrate your birthday. you always had those parties with all your friends and pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey games. i remember the winner got big kitkat bar, if there were some left. i snuck one in my mouth a couple of times.

sorry, shit and school time. bye.