a day has passed since my b-day hit full year circle and i hate to do this, but i counted those that actually remembered. out of all, it seemed like only 3 people actually remembered it. maybe it was the fact that i didn't set a reminder on my facebook, or maybe i just didn't "advertise" enough. perhaps maybe i'm too far apart for anybody to hear across the ocean or even too lazy to send any sms reminders saying "hi, remember tomorrow is my ... ".

i know i tend to scar this blog of mine with certain rants and tatters but those that have followed me for awhile have already gotten used to it. Reading of the posts from other people made me realize I am a bit neglected that much but what keeps me from dying only makes me go forward more.

Yes sadly my b-day has passed, but that doesn’t mean those that miss it shall be doomed forever. I’ve given up on the hating game and I really need to get some heat off my chest. I’m thankful enough to be 25, and praise the skies that I don’t look ugly when I decided to cut my hair to get the “Bold” look. Stephany said I look better, Wade said we can have a threesome now, ang kit said I look a bit notorious now that I wear the cap more with it, and I feel light headed whenever there is a cold breeze blowing past my buddha-like head.

What makes this post sadder is how my brother’s b-day was a few months ago and his ratio of having his friends/family remember his compared to mine was a ratio of 50:1. I dare not even check how my sister would fare against me. I’ve always had this assumption that people will remember those two more for certain reasons, reasons such as me lacking a little something in a certain department for which I rather not share for now.

For this time, I rather not have the perfect life as it does signify I can keep all my secrets away. The fact that I am remembered by the lesser means I can keep that story which nobody knows. something which makes me feel sometimes my life is a mixture of the word boring. For now, I’ll leave a perfect line down my wrist to help me remember what 5^th November shall stand for next year.

Hi,my name is Garrz. some would call me me G where others choose to be formal and just call me by my surname. this blog is a recollection of my life and my undecided other soul. while it may seem to be suicidal in a glance, it is just an explicit form of expression of myself against the typical world. i AM a banana and i do LOVE sad pandas. contact can be made towards ybgarr@gmail.com

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