Blowing out the Candles .... in a Widowed hall

Singing happy birthday to me!!

Looks around the hall. Stares at the virtual cake that has been scaring me for the past few weeks now. Some people are here, people who really care about me, and I knew that they'd come. But my eyes fuitvely search the hallway, just to make sure that I'm seeing right. My beloved group of friends, whom I expected the most out of, was not here. I thought something was going on when none of them returned my calls. I assumed that they must be planning for this cursed day for me and will turn it into a blessing. But I was sadly mistaken. As underneath all the ostrication may be there was a dark motive after all, and not for some cute surprise birthday party. Oh well, what's done is done; can't do anything about it now. It has been such that I've starting to take wishes from automatically generated mails that I get from sites that I've been members of. At least they don'tcall me after 8 months to wish me a "Happy Friendship Day" on my birthday.

See you later. I gotta celebrate my birthday with few people are here, and not sit here and soak for the people who didn't Care.

 

 

Happy birthday to me!!!

Author's Note

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