December 31st, 2006, Midnight. He was supposed to call, but the phone never rang. She waited until she couldn't stay awake anymore, as the sun was already turning the sky from black to grey. She waited the next day, counting each hour as it moved past without his call. Morning, afternoon, day, evening, night and... It was nearly the following
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One year.
Celebrate the fact the end is nigh?
I wouldn't be the type to try and fullfil every dream, wish, whim. Everything would probably continue as normal.
Either that Or I'll become a hermit and never leave my house, wash, eat. Yeah that kind of sounds like me. I'd just sink into oblivion eating only occasionally really bad food, chocolate, milkshakes, that sort of crap listening to crap music like high school musical.
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