But I won't since I'm taking strong medicines to cure my depression/nervous consumption/whatever.
My so called b-day celebration started yesterday when my grannie came to greet me, gave 100 Litas and Dormeo pillow as a gift. Thank you, grannie, now my insomnia will be softer. Everyone came here and drank vine as I was sitting here and doing something. Today I went to the village with two of my friends and I received a lot of chocolateee.
I got bored. Thank you. I hate my birthdays.
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