I know, right?! Everybody's buzzing about it. And white outfits have the official Cay-Cay seal of approval anyway. What could be better than getting fawned over everywhere you go? I've already strutted my stuff across campus! In fact, it's kind of a shame I can only wear this today. Maybe I could buck tradition and wear it out again tomorrow.
Hmm. I dunno if it rises to the level of "unforgettable," but my big sisters probably come close. I'm the youngest of three siblings. It's me and my two older sisters. They get more excited about my birthday than I do! Back when I was a kid, they'd tag-team to give me a full nelson of sisterly love every year. Like, sheesh, give a guy some space, wouldja?
And every present they gave me was 100% THEIR aesthetic. Cute stuff galore, and nothing but! Plushies, dolls, perfume, soap... Nothing that was even on-brand for me. I'd be like, who's the guest of honor here? Y'all are enjoying this more than I am! But I know they meant well. And lately, they've even started asking me what I'd like in advance.
You got that right! Today's a certifiable Cay-Cay birth-day, and nobody can say otherwise. And as the man of the hour, I demand that we have an absolute blasty-blast of a day!
Happy Birthday (Part Two)
Heartslabyul Dorm - Birthday Party Venue
Let's talk about your smartphone case. What's the, um, hashtag #inspo there?
Look at you, gettin' with the times! So, this brand is FIRE right now. You wouldn't believe how hard it was for me to score this baby. I came to the store first thing in the morning the day it came out, and there was already this turbo-huge line at the door. You should've seen the rush when the staff said they were gonna sell 'em by raffle.
First thing I did was use my signature spell to split into clones and pad my raffle odds with extra tickets. Pretty slick, right? At least, I thought it was, up until they drew the winning numbers and every Cay-Cay came up blank! I was pretty let down about it, NGL… But then Lilia swooped in outta nowhere a while later and hooked me up with one! Said it was a "souvenir from his travels."
Lemme tell you, I was over the moon! Thing is, Lilia's been nudging me about what I'm gonna get him in return ever since. What can I get him that's as rare and hard-to- score as this smartphone case? Talk about a tall order. What I'M wondering is, what backwater store did he find one still for sale at?
Yup. We're in the Pop Music Club together— us and Kalim. We hang out, snack, chillax. The whole nine. We like to chat in the club room after school. The whole music-playing bit is kind of an afterthought, really. We don't do anything serious like composing our own tunes. We're pretty much a cover band, you know?
And even when we try to do legit club stuff, our musical tastes are, like, leagues apart. Just recently, I remember floating the idea of playing this one poppy love song... But Kalim puts his own spin on music to make it sound more like the dance tunes from the Land of Scalding Sands.
Meanwhile, Lilia basically screams out all the lyrics in this mock raspy voice, even when they're about tender moments 'n stuff. Long story short, our version of the song was unrecognizable. RIP the original. They both pretty much march to the beat of their own drums, but it's not like I'm super gung-ho or anything myself. All in all, fun club!
I'm a big fan of grilled lamb chops with diavolo sauce. It tastes good, and it just SOUNDS cool. Oh yeah, and I've been super into spicy ramen lately! Nothing lights a fire under me when I'm feeling out of it like food with a capsaicin kick. Oh, oh! And here's a little social media insider tip: ramen pics are GREAT for engagement. There's a huge intersection of people across all demographics who love it! Myself included.
Hmm... Sure, guess there's no harm in telling ya. I'm not exactly big into sweet stuff. Trouble is, sweets are mandatory at Heartslabyul's traditional unbirthday parties. I've been trying to keep that little factoid about myself on the down-low, but Trey sussed me out not too long ago. Well, maybe "sussed" is the wrong word. It's more like he was on to me from the start. There's no getting anything by that guy!
Yeah, actually. Back when I was like, ten, my mom and sisters were all about making homemade sweets. At first I was like, "Cool, more dessert for me!" But they just kept making more, every single day. Eventually I started having a hard time eating it. My sisters made matters worse. They'd pile 'em on my plate and tell me there was plenty more where that came from.
If I said I didn't want any, they'd give me the biggest puppy-dog eyes. I couldn't take it. So I soldiered on and ate all I could, eventually ruining my taste for anything remotely sweet beyond any hope of repair. I love visiting cafes, but we all know the most photogenic thing on the menu is dessert.
Well, I can't take a picture of something without ordering it, and how am I supposed to order something I can't eat? It's a real pickle! ...Wait, I've got it! [MC], what if YOU ordered something and I posted it to Magicam? That settles it. We GOTTA hit up a cafe sometime soon. I know all the hottest spots for 'cammable desserts! And don't worry--food's on me. Deal? Deal!
Sure. I'll be looking forward to that. Happy birthday again!