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NINE


I have very few obsessions in life and one of them is number "9".
I am completely into this number you can't believe it, when I do some editings of my pics I place the adjustments on number nine, my volume, and everything will be on nine.
I was really happy when these blog views went 999 and of course 9th post and 99th post too.

and that is why I love this day more after my birthday coz it's the 9th day of the 9th month, I wish I was born in 2009 on this day.

don't know but numbers can also make us feel special,
 just this day (or date) is special for me, felt like writing it here. hope there comes a day where I will be busy to remember this day and when I read this post on a random day, just wondering how it feels to be busy to forget things like this.

I have the weirdest dreams one of them is to forget my birthday -not every year, just one year, that too unintentionally, I should be busy with work. I know its hard for me to forget, but I want to get that busy so that I can avoid these random thoughts, I really wonder about people who forget their b'days, I mean aren't they happy about the reason they were born, or do they just want to avoid it or are they really get that immersed in their work.

I know it is not gonna happen until there are people around me who get excited more than me and start reminding me before a month. for now, let's just say I am grateful and happy for that.

                                   
                                                                                                                         -Mystery girl
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