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On my birthday, sometimes I find myself waiting to feel different - older...but then nothing happens and then tomorrow comes. Ah well, it's time to stop waiting and be glad that I don't feel older as each year goes by(:
Favorite visual artistPierre Auguste Renoir, MC EscherFavorite moviesDumbo, New York I Love You, The Amazing Spiderman, Batman Begins, The Flowers of War, Little Women (1994), Searching for Bobby Fischer, RatatouilleFavorite TV showsFriends, Tom and Jerry, Krtek, New GirlFavorite bands / musical artistsAnchor and Braille, Angus and Julia Stone, Fleet Foxes, Gabriel Faure, Selim Palmgren, Claude Debussy, Eric SatieFavorite booksThe Palace of Laughter, The Night Circus, The Faraway Tree, Flowers for Algernon, The Prophecy of the GemsFavorite gamesBloxorz, Magic Pen, Cut the Rope, Unblock Me, Scrabble,
A forest of black-and-white: as most remember it by. A plethora of colorless tents, dotted with silver lights, dancing and twirling, and weaving in and out of tents, looping the grounds in a symphony of lights. Tents striped in all shapes and sizes, clustered in small circles, save for one. At the far edge of the circular grounds, it stands unlit, and surrounded by no lights. But as the folds of the tent flutter in the wind, silvery strands provide illumination from the bottom, the tent appearing one moment, and then vanishing into the darkness the next. Magical.