I’m tired of pretending to be excited every time its somebody’s birthday. I mean, at 21 years and more, what’s the big deal ?
how many times do we have to celebrate that someone was born? Every year, every person, over and over?
All you did was not die for 12 months……..
This is the big accomplishment ?
frankly, i don’t like being sung “happy birthday” to. I don’t like those frosting cakes too…..and i don’t like pretending that i liked a gift.
“did u like this tie?”
Lie – “of course, I did” Truth – Actually, i don’t know y u cud not get me a pen drive…….it’d certainly have been cheaper and i cd hv used it, who needs a stupid tie anyway?
“Are you sure?”
Lie – “yes, i love it” Truth – i just said it, Moron!!
“I cd hv gotten u a shirt too”
Lie – “no problem” Truth – yes, prolong the agony….i’m sure ur shirt would have matched this ghastly tie.
“I knew you’d like it”
Lie – yeah, its perfect Truth- i don’t like ur gift, its stupid….i already knew u were an idiot, bt this is beyond anything u have ever done.
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PS1: got through SUNY buffalo, ranked 14 in my dep 
PS2: no funding though 
PS3: got hold of this book “the inheritance of loss”
PS4: mental note……hv to dwnld stuff tonight
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