A birthday entry

Dear diary,
It is 30 minutes into my birthday, but I am not happy at all. I know that this blog is fast turning into an outlet for me to vent my frustrations, yet again I am here to moan, again; or to bare my soul actually. I would assume most people spend their birthdays happily. Unfortunately, that is always not the case for me. Unlucky chap; thoroughly deservedly bastard; unrealistic expectations; antisocial loner, probably a little of everything. Perhaps I should not have such high hopes in future; I should just fucking stick to the usual dinner or family get-together. Disheartened, I am. Afterall, I had applied the equivalent of 5 days leave. I started waiting patiently since friday; hoping for a day I can go clubbing. But my birthday wish proved too much to ask for. Well, the clubs are closed on Sunday and Monday, that leaves us with only Friday, Saturday and Tuesday. Only 3 days! How is it possible to find 1 free person to go clubbing with me?! Mission Impossible.
23 more hours to the end of the day, or the end of my birthday, or effectively the end of my leave. Did I overreacted? I think I was just being paranoid. My friend(no s) will be celebrating my birthday with me later in the evening; birthday-treat-style. My group of primary school friend(no s), I used to meet them so many times a day, will be there. How can I be paranoid? At least some friends remember my birthday and a couple of them offered a birthday treat or a drink. I thank Weijie for offering a treat. I thank Weizhi for offering his champagne even though I will not get to use it. I thank Junyu for wishing me a happy birthday. I thank Gabriel for thinking of Fedex-ing a present for me from Australia, I appreciate the thought but that would not be necessary.
I am still feeling bitter. I am still feeling gutted. But I am feeling tired as well. I shall end my entry, rather abruptly, now. It is time to sleep.