Celicia’s wedding last night was pretty ordinary, but she’s my cousin and I love her to bits, though I never show it. Must treat her right okay, Darius, or I’ll chase you down Holland V with a chopper.
Met my grandaunt in the washroom yesterday and the lady asked me stuff ranging from ‘how are you? What are you doing now?’ to ‘so soon it’ll be your turn right? Are you going to invite me?’ What does she expect me to do? Settle down and have a family at 17? Please, I haven’t even settled for a guy and she’s asking me about my marriage? That’s precisely the reason why I hate family gatherings.
I seriously need rehabilitation for TAOism. I’m not the crazy sort who says that ‘I wanna marry David Tao!’ or ‘I love you David!’ For me, it’s ‘I cant get your music out of my mind!’
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