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Birthdays aren't really my thing. I don't do well with my birthday and I'm a rubbish gift-giver when it's yours. Overall, my feelings about celebrations of birth are more like: ewithewiuhEHGUIERhRWKEH.

The 22nd was cool, I guess. We went to Star City and I rode this ride four times straight. It was the Frisbee ride which threw you about 90 degrees to the left and right while having the main thing spinning around. The first two times were lovely, the third was okay and the fourth time was hell.

We had shawarma rice as really late dinner. I'm pretty sure it's the best shawarma rice in the world, I'm not even kidding. Of course, I wouldn't tell where it is cause it's MIIINE!

I was with two of my sisters (three if you count my sister's girlfriend), my brother, my nephews, my cousins and my sister's friend and her sons.

Overall it was a pretty good birthday. I guess I thought it would feel different but, nothing's really changed. In any case, no matter how much I deny it, I am fourteen years old. Fourteen f-ing years old. That sort of sucks, tbh. I'm considered too old for my childish endeavours, yet, I am still juvenile for more "grown-up" matters. I'm really everything in between. And I'm not exactly walking a straight path here. I am lost, unsure of the steps before me. Despite the blindfold covering my eyes, I have to learn to take things one foot in front of the other.

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I edited my about page if you'd like to take a peek.

PLAYLIST: DRAINING SUMMER

Three Little Birds - Bob Marley
We're Going To Be Friends - The White Stripes
Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson
Kids - The Kooks (MGMT cover)
Buckets of Rain - Bob Dylan
Good People - Jack Johnson
All My Loving - The Beatles
Something Good Can Work - Two Door Cinema Club

I'm having a miserable summer, tbh. I have no money, no food and no friends. Who am I kidding, that's actually normal wey hey. 

So anyway, this playlist consists mostly of oldies. Ahaha I'm so cool that way jk. I haven't really been discovering any new songs lately because I'm too busy practicing old ones on my ukulele. I named my ukulele Marley, after Bob Marley. *duh* See:

Yup, the cool one with the awesome personality, that's Marley. And the bleh one next to him is me. Oh you can see Sulley and a little bit of Finn and Jake in the background. 

   Thirteen more days to my birthday, holy asdasjkhj.

HELLO FROM MY BED

Again, I must call myself out for being a horrible blogger. I'm so sorry. I have no excuse for not posting anything, so I'd rather not talk about it.

I changed my blog address and title yaaayyy. I don't know why I did it, I just felt like I needed the change.

The humdrum summer of an almost fourteen year-old with internet access is pretty much the only topic I have. Deal with it. Hahaha.

I watched and re-watched loads of movies all month. It is becoming an unhealthy obsession. Literally unhealthy. I've been sleeping at 8AM and waking up at 3PM. Yeah, you can tell that I got sick. I'm still sick. Here we go again with my tiny nose issues. Anyway, I've watched 16534716257 movies and these are a few:

Roman Holiday (1953)

Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)

Manhattan (1979)

Chances Are (1989)

Lost in Translation (2003)

Becoming Jane (2007)

Beginners (2010)

Somewhere (2010)

Submarine (2010)

The Help (2011)

Midnight in Paris (2011)

My Week With Marilyn (2011)

Celeste and Jesse Forever (2012)

Ruby Sparks (2012)

If you haven't watched some of these, YOU SHOULD.

The one remotely exciting thing that happened all summer was a three-day trip to the beach last week. It was refreshing to get away from the internet for a while. I'm kidding. But, it was still a great weekend, even without Tumblr and YouTube. The weather was really good and the sea was welcoming, except for a few jellyfish who didn't want me there. They could've asked nicely instead of stinging the hell out of my left hand. 

Other than that, I've been living in my bed with the internet as a substitute for social interactions. Let's pretend my laptop can provide me with the adequate amount of love and comfort that people can get from each other. To be honest, I'm having trouble with this whole functioning-human-being thing.

I am now aware that it is 6AM on the 1st of May. It's officially my birthday month. I'm turning fourteen in twenty-one days. That is depressing.