The Date in Between the Stars

I didn't remember. No suprise there. They say it's a special date, that it only come once a year. Fucking woopy. It's the only day where I've cried every single year. It's the only day where every single year, it gets messed up by my own family members.

It does get better. Bit by bit that is. I remember when I first moved to this new apartment, that was the year when my father completely forgets my this day. I had a normal day. A few well wishes here and there but that's it. I was happy, but later that night, I still ended up crying. Kinda pathetic one might say, a guy my age crying like that. But then, it takes a real man to cry openly, I guess.

Not sure if I will actually get through the day without shedding tear but, it is starting out pretty well. At least, well enough. Even though I forgot this day, someone else remembered which comes pretty much as a shocker to me. Didn't actually expect anyone to remember. I'm not sure if I'm happy that someone actually remembered, or sad that only one person did.

Guess I can't ask for too much. But then again, I didn't ask for anything in return in the first place.

Thanks to modern medical advances such as antibiotics, nasal spray, and Diet Coke, it has become routine for people in the civilized world to pass the age of 40, sometimes more than once. ~Dave Barry, "Your Disintegrating Body," Dave Barry Turns 40, 1990

Ok find, I just put that quote because I like it. Here's the real quote of the post. It doesn't suit the post but it sure as hell suits the date.

Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children. ~George Bernard Shaw