Thanks to the awesome power of the internetsazz and facebook, my friends have successfully reminded me of my own birthday that is today.
Thanks for all the kind wishes, I really appreciate it.
But just like before, I still don’t understand all this fuzz about celebrating birthdays. I mean, what is the point?
Ok, I have nothing against having a small makan2 (people eating together) to celebrate one’s own birthday, but I just don’t understand those people who want to be treated like a Queen for the day, and went really upset if I don’t remember her birthday.
To tell you the truth, I really don’t care whether my friends don’t remember my birthday, because I sure hell don’t remember theirs! And I seriously have no ‘negative’ intention when I said that, really!
But because of social networking sites like Facebook that conveniently displayed whose birthday it is on that day occasionally, I was able to appear socially fit by letting me simply wish them their birthdays by typing something into their ‘wall’.
Don’t get me wrong here, I really do mean those birthday wishes from the bottom of my heart and I do wish them a good birthday ritual, and I do it because I know it makes them feel a little bit better and I want them to feel a bit special on their own anniversary of being able to escape from their mother’s womb; I just don’t understand why it’s so special.
I’ve never celebrated my own birthday, but I do attend birthday parties when I’m invited, and I always stood there wondering, why is it so fun to blow candles on cakes? Why do they need those balloons and fire-crackers?
I’m happy that they’re having a good time, but I still don’t understand.
Anyways, now that I’m officially 24, I can rent hardcore Japanese porn! Yay! Wait a minute; I can do that since 5 years ago. So… what kind of sick, disgusting thing that I’m legally allowed to do now that I’ve officially turned 24? A visit to the nearest soapland, perhaps?
Hmm nothing changes since I turned 18… so why am I even writing this?
Anyways, once again I would like to say thanks for those who wished me happy birthday, and I want to let all of you know that I really appreciate it. Maybe I should try to be more excited about my own birthday, perhaps that could help me be closer to being a normal person.
Thanks for all the kind wishes, I really appreciate it.
But just like before, I still don’t understand all this fuzz about celebrating birthdays. I mean, what is the point?
Ok, I have nothing against having a small makan2 (people eating together) to celebrate one’s own birthday, but I just don’t understand those people who want to be treated like a Queen for the day, and went really upset if I don’t remember her birthday.
To tell you the truth, I really don’t care whether my friends don’t remember my birthday, because I sure hell don’t remember theirs! And I seriously have no ‘negative’ intention when I said that, really!
But because of social networking sites like Facebook that conveniently displayed whose birthday it is on that day occasionally, I was able to appear socially fit by letting me simply wish them their birthdays by typing something into their ‘wall’.
Don’t get me wrong here, I really do mean those birthday wishes from the bottom of my heart and I do wish them a good birthday ritual, and I do it because I know it makes them feel a little bit better and I want them to feel a bit special on their own anniversary of being able to escape from their mother’s womb; I just don’t understand why it’s so special.
I’ve never celebrated my own birthday, but I do attend birthday parties when I’m invited, and I always stood there wondering, why is it so fun to blow candles on cakes? Why do they need those balloons and fire-crackers?
I’m happy that they’re having a good time, but I still don’t understand.
Anyways, now that I’m officially 24, I can rent hardcore Japanese porn! Yay! Wait a minute; I can do that since 5 years ago. So… what kind of sick, disgusting thing that I’m legally allowed to do now that I’ve officially turned 24? A visit to the nearest soapland, perhaps?
Hmm nothing changes since I turned 18… so why am I even writing this?
Anyways, once again I would like to say thanks for those who wished me happy birthday, and I want to let all of you know that I really appreciate it. Maybe I should try to be more excited about my own birthday, perhaps that could help me be closer to being a normal person.
Congrats man! Don't be afraid to celebrate your birthday as it marks another year of growth and prosperity weather it be financially, mentally or spiritually much positiveness can be found in a year. And the negative experiences just makes you wiser. Some say the fact of just having friends to celebrate with is a blessing alone.
ReplyDeleteHappy 24th b-day, may the future bring you fortune.
Thanks!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I guess I shouldn't take for granted all the good (and bad) things that made me what I am today; a little bit more experienced in the job of living a life.
Maybe starting from next year, I could learn to try to celebrate my own birthday (*gasp!*)