Come to think of that, I had my most unhappy birthday last year.
Sweet 16 isn't sweet afterall.
I had my O levels.
At this time last year, I'm studying for my history paper.
& that day itself, only 1 friend came to wish me personally a happy birthday in school.
Because I was insignificant in people's lives.
Nobody care, and somewhat I became so hard, I didn't care anymore.
To the truth, I always tried my best to play a part in my friend's life, be it big or small.
Just wanna be there for them. But there's always certain obstructions.
& I hated the devil for creating all these obstruction and blocked out my way to get to people and making them all think that I don't give a damn in their life and end up getting damned in my life.
I think, maybe it's just not meant to be.
Not meant to have great birthday celebrations.
Not meant to have great presents.
Not meant to have long birthday messages.
Not meant to have people there to wish you personally.
Not meant to be happy during the special day itself.

There's too many of these until I finally gave up and say
If you wanna give me a good birthday memory then give it, if you don't want then get out of my sight because I don't wanna care anymore. Birthdays, aren't important anymore.
I have lost that excitement saying, it's my birthday tomorrow/today.
Because it just feels like any other day.
But I'm ready to put all the 16 years of hatred and past and good memories and what not behind me, and move on to my 17th year of new living, new stories, new breakthroughs. An ending with a new beginning. (:
Thank God for everything that happen, else I am never me. (:

Happy birthday to all the scorpio babies! :D