my birthday
tomorrow is my birthday. happy birthday to me.
i have this thing about birthdays. well, actually any so called special days. i mean how much pressure is that? why in the world are people wishing me a happy birthday? i mean it's like they are telling me that i must have a good day just because it happens to be a same period of some silly cosmic cycle.
i just do not like christmas, thanksgiving, birthdays, or any time that i am suppose to have a good time or a good day. i refuse to be happy because i am suppose to. i am never happy when i am suppose to be! i am only happy when i am suppose to be miserable. so, next time someone says happy birthday to me, i am just going to let him/her have it. buzz off, you scum bag, and leave me the heck alone!!! don't tell me happy birthday.... just tell me... i hope you have a miserable day, you s.o.b. now that, that is what would make me happy.
another year, another realization, no matter how often you may think, it never really gets any better... because it was always well... as well as it could ever be... no more dreams, no more hopes, they are just silly expectations distracting you from enjoying the now... i eat, i sleep, i breathe... why do i need to dream, why do i need to hope... it's just a silly non-sense. i am only happy when i have no hope, no dream... knowing this is it. this is as good as it ever gets. thank god, i am here, and i always have been.
i have this thing about birthdays. well, actually any so called special days. i mean how much pressure is that? why in the world are people wishing me a happy birthday? i mean it's like they are telling me that i must have a good day just because it happens to be a same period of some silly cosmic cycle.
i just do not like christmas, thanksgiving, birthdays, or any time that i am suppose to have a good time or a good day. i refuse to be happy because i am suppose to. i am never happy when i am suppose to be! i am only happy when i am suppose to be miserable. so, next time someone says happy birthday to me, i am just going to let him/her have it. buzz off, you scum bag, and leave me the heck alone!!! don't tell me happy birthday.... just tell me... i hope you have a miserable day, you s.o.b. now that, that is what would make me happy.
another year, another realization, no matter how often you may think, it never really gets any better... because it was always well... as well as it could ever be... no more dreams, no more hopes, they are just silly expectations distracting you from enjoying the now... i eat, i sleep, i breathe... why do i need to dream, why do i need to hope... it's just a silly non-sense. i am only happy when i have no hope, no dream... knowing this is it. this is as good as it ever gets. thank god, i am here, and i always have been.
posted by larrykim | 10:23 PM
4 Comments:
Momma people always say, "Have a good day, hon!" :)
YOU CAN'T STOP US! NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU MAY TRY!
i was going to say happy birthday, but...well... i hope you have a miserable day you s.o.b.!!!
i must say, january 27th is a pretty cool day...
Hey Grouch, left a sentiment on my blog for you.
Well.......I hope you have a miserable birthday. I always do. I never try to celebrate my birthday. My 30th birthday people told me to plan this big ass b-day party so that I don't feel so old. So.......I did. And, it still sucked! Christmas - forget about it! I get shit for X-mas every year and I'm broke as hell. Holidays suck. You're right. I find myself happier every day that is not a holiday (except for Valentine's, of course, when you come knocking on my door in a Cupid's outfit!)
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