Panya Club Sandwich, mmm.
I’d rather not be able to see you completely than to not be acknowledged by you when I do.
141/366.
Happy birthday, Billy. You’ve finally graduated! I don’t even remember how I met you, but we’ve come a long way, haven’t we? (^__^)
It’s sort of amazing how close we became all of a sudden. Or was it not all of a sudden.. Anyway, I think it was because of Chinese Club. You probably don’t remember, but I’m happy that we didn’t give up on our friendship. I know that the future holds many wonderful things for you. Add oil!
I woke up early, waited an hour, took the long route, and got honked at. Twice. Oh, and I made breakfast, guys.
