My life is ****. Ever since I went to middleschool, I started to ridicule everything, in my head. I would've expected an ulcer by now but I am not that stressed. The teachers were miserable as F because my classmates were childish pieces of ****. I kinda felt their pain. I wasn't exposed to the media as much as my classmates. They rolled with the bandwagon, I didn't.

Today, my oldest sister bought me a cake for my birthday. (She was going out of town). She wanted to surprise me, and it backfired by me saying "Why'd you buy me this? I don't want it.", I couldn't even say thanks. Her boyfriend told me that she thought long and hard about it and for me to apologize. Thing is, I don't like celebrating birthdays. What's so special about being born? Especially for someone who didn't want to be born. Anyway, I decided I'm not going to apologize. I feel like an asshole. A heartless, self centered one too.