Big Day
Happy happy birthday
It's a good day for growing up
Up and out of baby clothes
And the boy
Virgin skirt to the cleaners
A couple effort stains too late
The London boys would party and crash and never wait
Rock star didn't remember
Angels never win anymore
Rock star's living in Vegas
And doesn't know what all the effort was for
The party shouldn't stop just because
I feel small on a big day
Get up get up get up everybody
Make me lose my memory
Happy happy birthday
Waiting for red hell on the curb
There's nothing like a tragedy
To spread out the hurt
Standing tall for the bigwig
Like getting up should make it hard
Whatever, he can visit the mansion
And dirty the art
Rock star didn't remember
Angels never win anymore
Rock star's living in Vegas
And doesn't know what all the effort was for
The party shouldn't stop just because
I feel small on a big day
Get up get up get up everybody
Make me lose my memory
And it goes on and on...
Yeah, so I had a birthday the other day. It was pretty good, my parents happened to be in town and I hung out with them most of the day. It was lovely.
The only thing was -- my best friend on the 'net, a girl I made the `mistake` of having a crush on, chose that day to announce that she's found someone. Okay, I knew it would happen someday. I can deal with it. I can be happy for her, like she wants me to be.
Then she was talking about how you should just go for it and ask someone, and not worry too much about the rejection, because it's not gonna hurt too much, not like when 'you love someone and they don't have the same feelings for you'. Oh thanks... for the reminder.
Oh well... someday I'll find someone who will return those feelings.
:)
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