- That’s me making a very grown-up pose. I don’t feel 21 at all!
- I don’t like celebrating my birthday. I am actually grumpier than usual during my birthday week. I don’t understand it at all. I do know that I don’t like getting attention. I get incredibly shy when people greet me. I just like celebrating my birthday with the people I love, people really close to me. WHY AM I SO WEIRD?
- It’s okay when people I’m not that close to greets me bet I get a little bitter. I don’t know why! Maybe it’s because I know that some people who are supposed to remember my birthday, don’t. So I hid my birthday on Facebook but I’m not exactly sure if it still showed? IDK.?
- Why do I sound so ungrateful?
- Don’t get me wrong, I do appreciate acquaintances greeting me, but I feel sad when really close friends don’t. HAHA. Also, I love you Facebook, but nothing beats receiving a text or a call from someone just to greet you a happy birthday. It makes my heart do little cartwheels. It just feels a lot better. More heartfelt, I think.
- Expecting for the worst doesn’t make it any better when it actually happens. *shrugs*
- But yesterday was still special! I was with my officemates, friends, Alex, and my family. That’s what matters, right? They made me feel special. They’re enough for me, really.
- But it’s already June 3 and I’m already feeling like crap. I hope to feel better tomorrow, though.
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