I foresee myself as a workaholic; how much exciting can my life get? I can only wish for better things to happen to me, though the best has already happened; having found my special one. I wish for good results because I have worked hard, really hard. I wish I might one day be a singer singing at Madison Square Gardens and be invited to sing at the Grammys or VMAs, because I really love to sing. I wish for a thousand things and most of them are for you.
I repeat every night when the clock strikes 11:11: I hope he does well and will be happy. I hope he does well and will be happy. I hope he sees that he can do great things in his remaining life, after all, he is 18.
In other news, the big As are up and I am scared stiff.
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