Birthdays.

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Always loved birthdays since I'm a little kid, you receive presents, get to eat cakes and good food...until... I had friends. Like real friends that be there for you, do things for you, inclusive of doing sweet birthdays to brighten up your birthdays. 

It seemed that doing the same thing back would be mandatory, 以上往来嘛。

Year after year, it becomes a nightmare. 

I mean no joke. 

Meaningful, heartfelt cards, thoughtful gifts. Oh not to mention the effort and all the late nights. 

Jumble it all up, a chore worst than any jobs in the world, because your not doing things to meet up with other's but the standard of your own, year after year with the standards rising to surpass last year.

So much for 超越ing 自己。

Oh, not to mention that the nightmare becomes worst if you are like me, who have loads of friends whose birthdays fall on the same month? 

(Just seemed to clique with October babies exceptionally well.)

Burn your pockets full of holes and challenging the limits of your liver. 

Although, the end products and the appreciation would always make everything worthwhile, but... I'm tired.

Ultra tired. Just let me off. 😭😣

I'm glad October is almost over. 

Shall celebrate gloriously with a hydrating mask and my 俗剌到不行的hello kitty睡衣。

Yes, people. Laugh.

I need a laugh at myself too. 

I really need a break. A cleanse for my soul and body. 

Down with birthdays, comes my exams.

不想听到肝爆的声音也不行，加油吧，Shermaine。

Shall stop here, since I don't even know what I'm even writing already with all the mixture of Chinese and English usage all over the place. 

My brain really needs rest.