Saturday, August 13, 2005
Last night, at a party, it came to me that I could be a disc jockey. It will be fun, won't it? I could take lessons in that spinning school, and I could put up my own bar or something. Or my own recording company-slash-empire. And I could be a billionaire at the age of 19.
Haha, dream on.
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Damn, I should stop this impulse thinking.
{7:59 AM}
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