"what time is it?"

"7:59 (am)"

"happy birthday!"
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pies in the face and ballons that express sentiments of well wishes personalized with my name and a candle cake and pop tarts late at night. waiting for me after being shoved out of the shower order. rolling along on the highway. wondering exactly how many miles per hour the houses and lights and trees and cars were flying past our blurry retinas filled with sleep. feeling little electric shocks of emotion as we are both wrapped up in parkas sitting on a noisy bus with movies like office space (for a few minutes.... wondering if it is w/ the same characters all mallrats - which i saw @ alex & andrews surprise party, wearing his mr potato-head boxers and laughing // or worth seeing again. jo said it was good), a few minues of shrek (how many times have i seen the DVD & extended 'kareoke party'? about twentyseventhousand), double take (the kind of CIA movie where your eyes need to be open, watching faces). making the quick kind of realization: 'hey, its my birthday!'. because hey, things are good and there are stories to tell and the feeling of just being content. smiling when no one is watching. putting my head on the window and looking down at my chemistry book and highlighter and mix cds and cd player and just SMILING.

"she's a good best friend, hm?" said with a smile, by caroline. to me. refering to her. she said the word, 'bestfriend.'

& she heard, and it meant something.


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