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Birthdays stopped being fun sometime, and nobody warned me.
It is now officially my first full day of being 20, and I'm starting it off miserable, with a headache and a runny nose from crying.
Next year, I'm not going to warn anybody my birthday is coming. I'm not going to mention it. I'm just going to ignore it, and hope that nobody else remembers, because then it can't be awful.
And possibly the worst part of it is the fact that I end up feeling like a self-centered bitch for feeling this way.
It is now officially my first full day of being 20, and I'm starting it off miserable, with a headache and a runny nose from crying.
Next year, I'm not going to warn anybody my birthday is coming. I'm not going to mention it. I'm just going to ignore it, and hope that nobody else remembers, because then it can't be awful.
And possibly the worst part of it is the fact that I end up feeling like a self-centered bitch for feeling this way.