a very happy unbirthday

to me? to me.

it's my birthday - yayy.
i hope everyone's remembered it
it's finally here. the day i've been dreading all year (and summer holidays)
for more reasons than you think, seeing as it's also first day of school and-
dash it all, i hate my birthday. the day is always so inconveniently placed.
it's in the holidays, so nobody remembers and i end up with no presents D:
thats right. to me you're only presents (just joking, don't hurt mee D:)
or it's the first day of school. which sucks. everything sucks about birthdays.

i'm a whole entire year older, legally. the big one-five
well i suppose 16 and 21 is more of a big deal, but 15 - i've already lived half my life that means D:
other than the mid-life crisis, i'm getting older by the nanosecond and this day marks it.
simply put, to me a birthday is just a year closer to death and not a second richer, smarter, prettier, skinnier, or anything else that would be more profitable or useful to me.
so i don't see why all you chaps are so damn jolly on your birthdays.
im a pessimistic bitch, sorry.

enough with my birthday rant, thanks everyone for putting up with me for a whole uneventful year.