生日快乐

A year ago today, I was escorted out of a pub by 2 police officers. It was a pretty embarrassing incident if I must say, much to my dismay of the misunderstanding that followed a text message. After the break up I was still chatting with her best friend, but I cannot do it any longer, and thus I said my good byes. There are a lot of things I should not have done, and many more I should have. Looking back I have said many hurtful things, all I can do now is to suffer through this loneliness and hope justice finds me and chastise my transgressions.

To be sick on my birthday is clearly a sign, well, the way I am living is not helping much either. I am thankful for friends who remembers my birthday. Not that I want to celebrate it in the first place, but there are social obligations I must adhere to. If it is up to me I would not even celebrate it. What is there to celebrate in the first place? If this is the life, certainly there is not much to it.

" Stand by your glasses steady, and drink to your comrades' eyes.

       Here's a toast to the dead already, and hurrah for the next to die."