I fucking hate celebrating birthdays, but anyway happy birthday to everyone, I hope this is enough for everyone during the rest of the year.
I was a pretty perceptive and smart kid, when I was 5 I found out there was no Santa because, well it sounded impossible so I proved it by finding the presents in the trunk of the car, since it seemed pretty obvious they would be there since they wanted us away from the car for no specific reason, after I caught them they bribed me by taking me to buy my own present the next year and well like I said I was pretty perceptive and I had heard them talking about having financial problems, I didn't really know how money worked exactly yet but everything I wanted seemed pretty expensive to me and I didn't really need it so I ended up deciding I didn't want anything because it wasn't worth wasting money, that's not what I told my parents though, I just told them I didn't want anything because everything sucked, which they kinda bought because I always seemed pretty down, I was always off somewhere away from everyone looking fairly bored and kinda sad, anyway because of this I stopped wanting to celebrate my birthday and refusing to accept gifts for Christmas, since my parents thought it was because I was depressed or something they kinda started trying too hard which considering I had never liked receiving attention to begin with and generally preferred to stay by myself it really annoyed me and I started to get more and more annoyed until I just started hating the idea of birthdays and Christmas altogether.
The first time I refused to celebrate my birthday was when I was 6, you see my birthday is fairly close to Christmas so I had already gone and done the whole not getting any presents thing, since it was still fresh on my memory I didn't really want them to spend money on something that pointless so I just sneaked out and avoided everyone all day, figuring that they wouldn't celebrate anything if I wasn't there, while I was out I thought a lot about birthdays and how I didn't really like the idea of it in the first place, just celebrating my existence seemed pretty pointless, besides I hated being the centre of attention so when I got home around 12 AM, which was kinda weird considering that neighbourhood wasn't exactly safe, but anyway when I got there they told me they still hadn't eaten the cake and I said something like "I don't care" or "I'm not hungry", I don't know I don't remember all that well it was way too long ago, and went straight to sleep, after 3 years of more or less the same song and dance, except every year I hated it more they finally got it and it stopped being an occasion of celebration.
I fucking hate celebrating birthdays, but anyway happy birthday to everyone, I hope this is enough for everyone during the rest of the year.… more
I was a pretty perceptive and smart kid, when I was 5 I found out there was no Santa because, well it sounded impossible so I proved it by finding the presents in the trunk of the car, since it seemed pretty obvious they would be there since they wanted us away from the car for no specific reason, after I caught them they bribed me by taking me to buy my own present the next year and well like I said I was pretty perceptive and I had heard them talking about having financial problems, I didn't really know how money worked exactly yet but everything I wanted seemed pretty expensive to me and I didn't really need it so I ended up deciding I didn't want anything because it wasn't worth wasting money, that's not what I told my parents though, I just told them I didn't want anything because everything su… [view original content]
I like celebrating New Year, I don't know why though, given my logic I should hate it, celebrating accomplishments seems OK, I normally don't celebrate anything and when I go to a party or an event I either get bored or really annoyed, sometimes I get into fights but last time my ex-girlfriend was there to stop me so I ended up not punching the guy even though he really deserved it...
Oh, I can help with logic. New Year celebrations are really celebrating that that blasted old year is finally done with! Something to look forward to in a month and a half, anyway.
I like celebrating New Year, I don't know why though, given my logic I should hate it, celebrating accomplishments seems OK, I normally don'… moret celebrate anything and when I go to a party or an event I either get bored or really annoyed, sometimes I get into fights but last time my ex-girlfriend was there to stop me so I ended up not punching the guy even though he really deserved it...
Yeah, I guess I really am a grump.
Maybe, considering that I'm normally pretty stressed out and on the verge of insanity when New Year comes around it might actually be the relief of knowing that the year is finally over, ah December is not a good time for me...
But New Year comes and I go from psychopathic vigilante (I'm telling you, I really am kind off insane), to happy person that is actually willing to drink and stuff, I don't do the whole grape wish thing, toast or kissing the person that's beside me though, even when I'm happy I'm kinda grumpy, too much cynicism in this person.
Oh, I can help with logic. New Year celebrations are really celebrating that that blasted old year is finally done with! Something to look forward to in a month and a half, anyway.
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Gracious me amigo. Idk, just felt like spanish.
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I fucking hate celebrating birthdays, but anyway happy birthday to everyone, I hope this is enough for everyone during the rest of the year.
I was a pretty perceptive and smart kid, when I was 5 I found out there was no Santa because, well it sounded impossible so I proved it by finding the presents in the trunk of the car, since it seemed pretty obvious they would be there since they wanted us away from the car for no specific reason, after I caught them they bribed me by taking me to buy my own present the next year and well like I said I was pretty perceptive and I had heard them talking about having financial problems, I didn't really know how money worked exactly yet but everything I wanted seemed pretty expensive to me and I didn't really need it so I ended up deciding I didn't want anything because it wasn't worth wasting money, that's not what I told my parents though, I just told them I didn't want anything because everything sucked, which they kinda bought because I always seemed pretty down, I was always off somewhere away from everyone looking fairly bored and kinda sad, anyway because of this I stopped wanting to celebrate my birthday and refusing to accept gifts for Christmas, since my parents thought it was because I was depressed or something they kinda started trying too hard which considering I had never liked receiving attention to begin with and generally preferred to stay by myself it really annoyed me and I started to get more and more annoyed until I just started hating the idea of birthdays and Christmas altogether.
The first time I refused to celebrate my birthday was when I was 6, you see my birthday is fairly close to Christmas so I had already gone and done the whole not getting any presents thing, since it was still fresh on my memory I didn't really want them to spend money on something that pointless so I just sneaked out and avoided everyone all day, figuring that they wouldn't celebrate anything if I wasn't there, while I was out I thought a lot about birthdays and how I didn't really like the idea of it in the first place, just celebrating my existence seemed pretty pointless, besides I hated being the centre of attention so when I got home around 12 AM, which was kinda weird considering that neighbourhood wasn't exactly safe, but anyway when I got there they told me they still hadn't eaten the cake and I said something like "I don't care" or "I'm not hungry", I don't know I don't remember all that well it was way too long ago, and went straight to sleep, after 3 years of more or less the same song and dance, except every year I hated it more they finally got it and it stopped being an occasion of celebration.
So basically I'm just too grumpy and I hate fun.
Do you feel anything is worth celebrating?
I like celebrating New Year, I don't know why though, given my logic I should hate it, celebrating accomplishments seems OK, I normally don't celebrate anything and when I go to a party or an event I either get bored or really annoyed, sometimes I get into fights but last time my ex-girlfriend was there to stop me so I ended up not punching the guy even though he really deserved it...
Yeah, I guess I really am a grump.
Oh, I can help with logic. New Year celebrations are really celebrating that that blasted old year is finally done with! Something to look forward to in a month and a half, anyway.
Maybe, considering that I'm normally pretty stressed out and on the verge of insanity when New Year comes around it might actually be the relief of knowing that the year is finally over, ah December is not a good time for me...
But New Year comes and I go from psychopathic vigilante (I'm telling you, I really am kind off insane), to happy person that is actually willing to drink and stuff, I don't do the whole grape wish thing, toast or kissing the person that's beside me though, even when I'm happy I'm kinda grumpy, too much cynicism in this person.
It's today, November 19th. releases party balloons
shoots party balloons
We don't need no balloons.
Happy Birthday
It was your birthday yesterday? Darn, I missed it.
(Funny though, its the same day I joined.)
Happy belated anniversary, CC!
Happy late birthday!
I had birthday at the 19th of november too.
Happy late birthday bro =]
Happy belated birthday!!