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It has been a lovely day.
No kidding. Keychain Walkman has brought so much life into my between-lessons and lunch periods i feel so much more bubbly now that i can listen to Oasis and like uhh Love Hina while walking down the corridors to lessons. Or from.
=)
The days at the Fort has grown into me. I soon am getting used to the shifts, the bells and my assigned posts.
However, the off-duty hours are getting swarmed with overtime duties and lots of Intelligence Gathering. It is getting harder as each day is born and dies, and i wonder to myself if i have enough strength to carry on down this path of the Elite Guard.
We had badminton yesterday! it was really fun. Whacking the feathery thing around. nothing beats that. Except "fishing" obviously. I love fishing. Especially when u catch one.
Special post to Yesmean, whose birthday just came and left yesterday, the 29th of August 2008 A.D.
HAPPPPPPPPPPPYY (belated) BIRTHDAY YESMEAN!!
I must say, i am pretty gonked by the fact she spent her birthday out on a netball court (some sort of competition). she did say she was in love with sports therefore i believe she didn't mind abit. Though, i personally would have wanted to stick around with my friends. Well maybe iwont, it would be mightily embarrassing wont it? them doing funny stuff to you and all. Not that it has happend to ME
never once has my FRIENDS thrown me a surprise party. HUH. HUUH not that i want one (zomg that would be terrible) but it kinda shows how affectionate your friends are.
Yeszie told me how her friends had thrown her one, once. Congratz, you know? Your friends are that affectionate to do something special for you. How well they did it, of course, matters very little and is not entirely relevant to the fact above.
One a picture for the special one. =) i wish i din get such an emo one haha.
Happy birthday Yesmean <3
More journals to come, as soon as my off-duty missions are accomplished. I sincerely apologize for the delay of this journal.
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The Padfutonian
Tyler Schoarnnoth Padfoot
The 18th of February, 1992 A.D.
'Once upon a wintery midnight...'
Fort ISB, Elite Guard of the International Baccalureate