Well, new class, new sensations.

it is a little difficult to feel my way around this class, sensing much distaste and dislike;) we all know what I'm talking about, no hiding.

I feel free

Do I really?

Do we really?

There's so much to do, so much to think about all the time, and so much to look at, which cause us to think even more.

Sometimes dropping dead seems like a great option to head towards.

Missing my sisters plenty, wishing that Chloe will be back soon, I wonder if I'll die of missing them too much sometimes, and I wonder what will happen if we part, start leaving our separate lives. I mean we are already living our separate lives, but we still have one place to come back to, identical reasons that we care for. What if priorities start changing.

I guess we'll get used to it, But do I actually want to get used to it.

Getting used to it.

Started watching previous Harry Potter movies, and I remember the days I spent devouring Order of Pheonix and Half-blood Prince (mother fuckers who borrowed my books and never returned them, I find out you're screwed.)

And it's rather funny how everything was so exciting so full of emotions and new things. But now, I'm used to dementors, used to nargels, used to explosion without them wizards uttering a word.

What happened, since when were they able to do spells without saying words?

I remember being amazed at how they portrayed dementors in Prisoner of Azkaban, but now, the'yre just that.

Why did I get used to it. The human brain is that easy to condition. So if I continued to live my potter world for the next 5 months, living like one and being absorbed, would I actually "become" a witch? Would I believe myself to be a witch?

I wouldn't mind that actually, leaving in that fantastic realm where invisibility cloaks existed, and we could turn into black smoke if we were evel and white, light smoke if I were a Hermoine.

Disney magic

THEY FAILED ME

Perpetually Exhausted

Moods changed, as things changed.

Can't wait for Cat to be back!

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I wanted to sleep before 11 and right now, it's 11.53pm

Missing Chloe and Cleo so much right now. Chloe probably in the jungle swiping away some hugeass grasshopper that landed on her chest or something.

Cleo's probably snoozing/feeding Xander.

Watched new videos of Xander some recently uploaded ones of him in his Pooh bear suit. Absolutely adorable!!

No kids nevermind, I'll treat my nephews and nieces as my kids! But if you're my nephew/niece be prepared to face the fierce aunt. You'll get nice stuffs too:)

On the second day of school as of now, can already feel my bones weary, bag heavy. So much that I'll love to be able to but for the sake of future trips/holidays, I'm gonna keep my money up till then!

WE ARE WHAT WE ARE, still

Nothing has changed even though the last time we met was approximately one+half years ago.

Love these times and how things don't change that drastically once we hit a certain age.

SO I guess,there are some special people that have needs sooooo damn fucking special, that they change all the time, just so that they could suit what ever that is around them at a particular point of time.

How the fuck did you change from that to that? So quickly? Even I took about a year of deep thinking and weighing of consequences.

Everyday I continue spending time there is a day wasted, thrown back into the past. Fucking waste of my time.

I'll be doing my hair soon again! so excited!!

eat.shit.die. play later

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Love us, hate us, we're just doing what we like, just like you!

(Of course we'll love it if you love us too<3)

So far, that's about 3-4-5 birthday cakes?

Love it when it's my birthday, love it when loved ones take time off to spend a couple of moments with me.

Hopefully, these ideas will be become small steps to less-juvenile ideas, more-sophisticated thoughts.

Always feeling run-down

Another year has passed and I'm nineteen!!!!

As a birthday present to myself, I finally went about to sign up for a fucking btt, and hopefully by next year I'd be driving to my own birthday party!

So I guess, birthday wishes?:

1. Less irritating, less self-aware, more selfless dad

2. Hardworking, respectful, considerate brother

3. Successful, BRAVER mum

4. Healthy strong Cleo, with happy baby X, loving Jude!

5. Happy, less upset-with-dad Chloe

6. More enthusiastic, and healthy granny, I hate to see you always feeling so lonely<3 I haven't deserted you! ai ni!

And for myself, I wanna be stronger, more driven, more encouraging and selfless, more enthusiastic.

A new pair of shoes would be great too, my Clarks are disintegrating.

Anyway, heads up for exciting stuff coming your way! Maybe some stained glasses, and who knows! A priest? You'll see!

Owwch

<3 missing some lovely times

Who's your motherfucking seams and stitches guru now!

Much much more than what it seems

Too heavy to even comprehend

I'd like to be the FrogKing

Lately, things are a little more strange and weird. And it seems that a little lazy side of me has pushed its way up, becoming more dominant. Feeling tired, bored, and out of sorts.

Cleo will be leaving on Saturday.

Chloe to Costa Rica next Wednesday.

How is it going to be like without the both of them?

Plenty male dominance and bastards wrecking up the peace at home I suppose.

stork bites man