Just me...?

Year after year I can't really comprehend what sort of attraction makes festivities and anniversary so popular. No, seriously. Why should one be all smily and cheerful in late December? Just cos some moron once came up with Christmas? And some shrewd businessmen decided that people must celebrate all sort of dates? Anniversaries, birthdays, Mother's day, Father's Day, My-ass' day. People: Stop this for fuck's sake!
Oh god...

I'm already feeling better. Sometimes I really need to give vent to my thoughts regardless of other people's opinions and emotions.

So.. on Monday it's my birthday, big whoop... I just can't (and won't) accept the idea that I can't not be happy about it just cos other people's expectations are otherwise. Everybody wants me to be celebrating and partying and enjoying this moment.
Am I the only one who doesn't give a fuck? Maybe it's just me...

I am totally at ease with myself without having to put on a fake smile. Because to me there is just no reason to have one. That's true. I don't see the point. I can't be excited cos it's just not me...
I really wish festivities and birthdays had not been invented. Period.