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So, today is my birthday. I am officially eighteen years old. Personally I feel that eighteen is a lot like seventeen, sixteen and fifteen so I fail to see what the whole attraction is. Mokuba has been pestering me ever since I woke up that we need to do something together today, once again I find myself asking why. Not because I resent spending time with my brother but because I don’t see the point in celebrating my birthday. At the end of the day it’s just another day of the week, just because the 25th signifies that I have been on this damn planet for another whole year shouldn’t be a cause for celebration.
The mutt gave me a birthday present… I’m surprised to say the least, I never expect gifts because I never receive them from anyone except my little brother so to get a gift from someone else who is not trying to buy my favour is… odd, to say the least.
It doesn’t mean I’ll start being friendly towards him, but perhaps… perhaps I’ll be a bit nicer to him for a few days. PERHAPS
The mutt gave me a birthday present… I’m surprised to say the least, I never expect gifts because I never receive them from anyone except my little brother so to get a gift from someone else who is not trying to buy my favour is… odd, to say the least.
It doesn’t mean I’ll start being friendly towards him, but perhaps… perhaps I’ll be a bit nicer to him for a few days. PERHAPS