birthdays.: Tuesday, April 27, 2010

I hate birthdays.

It's as simple as that.

It's not because I hate of getting older. It's just because I simply hate birthdays. Such trivial, unnecessary thing. You'll get mad if someone forgets, or you'll be overwhelmed by hundreds of congratulations.

I hate doing that. I'm just too lazy. I hate forcing to be happy on my own birthdays. I hate forcing myself to smile when in fact, I am not.

Birthday, is simply a day where you must always smile-when people congratulate you. It's not because I do not appreciate them. I do appreciate them, a lot. It's just that I don't like pretending I'm happy. It's not that I'm unhappy because of them-it's simply because birthdays have always been a day where I'm not in a good mood.

Some people are getting overly excited when it's their birthday, and keeps giving hints that it IS their birthday. No offense, it's super annoying. What's the big deal? Sure, it's your birthday. But millions of other people are also experiencing that also. Besides, what would you expect them to do when they know it's your birthday? Treat you like a queen?

Face it guys, girls, whatever you are; miracles don't always happen on your birthday. People simply doesn't act all nicey when it's your birthday. Yes, it's special for you. But IS IT for others?

My advice is, don't expect much on your birthday. Stay calm, act nothing is going to happen, and surprise surprise, you'll get more than what you've expected. Who knows will it be bad, or good?

That is, my dear, for you and me to find out.


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