I probably won't be able to write anything soon after this because I think this would be my only free time as we weren't really given much home work to do except that freaking experiment report. It's really quite taxing to accomplish since I'm not even remotely interested in coming with words to describe variations and that... inverse proportionality tosh. I mean, yeah, but who cares? So I'm cramming this in if you don't mind. 

I just wanted to greet my inspiration, my destiny (hopefully) and the source of all my determination, Kuya TOOT a happy happy birthday in advance. You're old! And I'm not getting any older. How sad is that. But anyway, have a great 21st blast. I'm wondering if I'll be invited in your celebration or you already have a certain girl to celebrate it with (please please please no, and be careful that I don't see her or I don't know what I'll be capable of doing) but here I say no. You're not allowed. Hahaha. Kidding. 

So yeah, once again I wanted to thank you for inspiring me so much to be something that my parents and I would be proud of me. And I do hope that we'd at least be given a chance at the future when I can finally stand in front of you and be ashamed of nothing. And you might not know it now (or you might) but I'm your no. 1 fan. And no guys, I'm not a stalker. Never been one so far. Or maybe just one time. But not to him. Hahaha. K. 

Here's a song together with the cake: 

Constantly, boy you played through my mind like a symphony
There's no way to describe what you do to me
You just do to me, what you do
And it feels like I've been rescued
I've been set free
I am hyptonized by your destiny
You are magical, lyrical, beautiful

So my pretty pretty boy, I love you like a love song! Enjoy your birthday. (It's still on the 27th.) ;-p

I probably won't be able to write anything soon after this because I think this would be my only free time as we weren't really given much home work to do except that freaking experiment report. It's really quite taxing to accomplish since I'm not even remotely interested in coming with words to describe variations and that... inverse proportionality tosh. I mean, yeah, but who cares? So I'm cramming this in if you don't mind. 

I just wanted to greet my inspiration, my destiny (hopefully) and the source of all my determination, Kuya TOOT a happy happy birthday in advance. You're old! And I'm not getting any older. How sad is that. But anyway, have a great 21st blast. I'm wondering if I'll be invited in your celebration or you already have a certain girl to celebrate it with (please please please no, and be careful that I don't see her or I don't know what I'll be capable of doing) but here I say no. You're not allowed. Hahaha. Kidding. 

So yeah, once again I wanted to thank you for inspiring me so much to be something that my parents and I would be proud of me. And I do hope that we'd at least be given a chance at the future when I can finally stand in front of you and be ashamed of nothing. And you might not know it now (or you might) but I'm your no. 1 fan. And no guys, I'm not a stalker. Never been one so far. Or maybe just one time. But not to him. Hahaha. K. 

Here's a song together with the cake: 

Constantly, boy you played through my mind like a symphony
There's no way to describe what you do to me
You just do to me, what you do
And it feels like I've been rescued
I've been set free
I am hyptonized by your destiny
You are magical, lyrical, beautiful

So my pretty pretty boy, I love you like a love song! Enjoy your birthday. (It's still on the 27th.) ;-p