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Exorcising the devil...

Good riddance. Two consecutive days of gimmick -- yet again. This is certainly something I'll miss when I finally start working and moving on with my life, and that's definitely something I plan to do (move on) as I grow older in a couple of days. I know I'm going to have to eventually do that, but for now I still need to enjoy my life as a free person.

Anyway, the Chivas Regal I served for the party friday night was a really memorable bottle of whisky that I wouldn't forget in the near future. A handful of my friends were there, although it would have been nice if I had more come over. Not that I'm complaining, the company was really something to remember. I invited all that I could handle and I was thankful for their presence. Now I know that keeping friends really pay when you need them the most.

And as for the devil, I'm feeling better and badder now -- met a new friend that my aunt met through texting, and he's one party freak. Not to mention that he's galante and has the humour that most people don't have. I'm sure glad I met someone like him, which is someone I'd want to be someday -- earning enough for myself and friends for gimmick. I haven't even turned 21 officially yet, but I'm beginning to feel that 21 will be a really nice age for me. But that's just a number, and what counts would be what I've learned through all those years of living.

And with that, I exorcize the devil from my old self, and invite him to accompany me through arguably the most sinful year of this life that I had been given the chance to live. I'm surely going to enjoy this. :)

Chill...

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