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It's my birthday, and I know I want to ride out
But you know I'm always stuck at my house
Sip cran-grape juice because my mouth is dried out
Tastes good - still I know it's nothing to cry about
I say I want action - but I ain't found it
My lack of faction doesn't leave me astounded
So I'll stay in the same position; my couch surrounded
SportsCenter will definitely be my gift, y'all
Yo, you know I-I-I - yo, you know I-I-I
I been fiendin'... sittin' around during the day, dreamin' about doin' somethin'
Yo, you know I-I-I - yo, you know I-I-I
Don't got candles, but wait - moms made me some cake... but still I
Birthday vex, birthday vex
It's just another day of the year, yo
Birthday vex, birthday vex
It feels like, feels like... nothing nothing.
Hey...
Happy Birthday to me. 
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- Still sittin' in the basement.
- Mom making me volunteer at her job.
- Dad being pissy about life - as always.
- Been offered a full ride through grad school - but the grad school doesn't have my field of study.
There it is. Hope I'm not this "excited" come next time. 
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Guess the only jobs that want me are the free ones. 
Back to the posting boards.
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No, not successful (been done) - I just wanna be normal again.
I've contracted some random illness I never heard of... so now I have to watch what I eat, do, etc. for the next week, at least.
Being in Nigeria has simply turned me into a wreck in America. I get randomly cold, have horrible scars that may just scar my future... headaches at random - just to name a few.
It would just be really really really really really appreciated if I could just... be me again; at least medically.
Still no job - if anyone got the hook-up, I'm still in my parents' basement.
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America stinks.
Hiring freezes... time zone blunders... sitting in your parents' basement... 
How am I supposed to do this "rest of my life" thing when the rest of the world don't wanna comply.
Back to the drawing board.
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