When I was born: breathing, squirming, crying, making noise, pooing.
When I was 5: starting primary school, Roland Rat, Mask, tab clear, blocks in the hole.
When I was 10: getting along, being the oldest in school, group politics (the effects of Ribena).
When I was 15: girls.
Today, I’m 20: my girlfriend, friends, university, enjoying life.
When I’m 25: …
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Hey, happy birthday dude.
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Thanks to you all and everyone else who wished me a happy birthday. It was a good day, went to see a great band (JetPlane Landing), had dinner with my girlfriend, and hung out with my friends. Doesn’t get much better.
Even if said friends thought this post read like a “suicide note” and/or “beatnik poetry”. :P

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