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Tuesday, February 24, 2004

it's the most wonderful day of the year

today's my special day! as goes with all my birthdays, it's a volatile alchemy of happy and sad.

i've been living for 21 friggin' years and i feel like i haven't done anything that made a difference to people. up to now, i'm still the young boy who fills up his day watching american sitcoms and anime. i'm still the clueless kid who doesn't know what to do with his life. i'm standing here, waiting for that elusive idea to be dropped in front of me by an immaculate stork. it's a bad thing to not be able to jump up and reach your dreams but it is a hellmouth to be, at the very least, unsure of your dreams. it's a dilemma indeed.

the view of my future is hazy. it is but a bottomless pit of uncertainty.

on the other hand, today made me realize how the little things that people do for you can infect you with seething joy and appreciation.

this afternoon, i logged on to the net and found out that people remember when i was spewed out from the earth. it's extra special when people take the effort to stick a post-it in their brains about my birthday because i'm a person who's terrible with dates. wow! i got a torrent of greetings from friends from way back too! i really felt that it was my day!

i guess it really is the most wonderful day for me despite my attacks of cynical self-realizations.

oh, and it really helped that i got one of my birthday wishes from someone.

the boy who lived on thru spaghetti

my sister granted my request. she cooked kilos of spaghetti for me! i ate it for breakfast then for lunch then for dinner. i slid it as snack too.

ask people that know me and they can attest to you that spaghetti is my kryptonite. i eat any kind of spaghetti: wendy's tomato-tasting spaghetti, jollibee's greasy spaghetti, mcdonald's messy spaghetti, , burger king's bland spaghetti, the tasteless kfc spaghetti, chowking spaghetti (if ever they put it in their menu), ketchup-based carinderia spaghetti, party spaghetti coupled with barbecue, white sauce spaghetti, traditional spaghetti, spaghetti swimming in herbs and spices... any spaghetti!

name the spaghetti, i eat it with pleasure!

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