The Day I Messed Up My Parents' Life

11th November.

Today marks the day that I've messed up my parents' life for the 19th year. Good for me.

The day I came to this earth, I made my dad walking back and forth in front of the hospital thinking about the way to pay my 'price'. It's not cheap, you know? The hospital fees. I made my mother cry, thinking about my fate. They are really poor that time. So my dad asked his boss for money, to advance his payroll so that he could bring me out. And my aunt, my grandmothers, and everyone that have a portion of the same blood with me, checked their purses to contribute some money to bring me out. I felt an aura of importance whenever my mom relate this story to me. I'd say that I'm a symbol of unity. Look at what my family and their friends did to give me life.

I'm officially 19 today, to think that my mom always relate 'bull-crap' stories to scare or gain my temporary submission, I'm now officially old enough not to fall for that anymore. I could become a rebel like any teenagers do these days. But yet, I can still love her. Well, I wonder why my parents would even think about having me, you know? Isn't it nice to live together as just 2 persons? I'm just important after all. Hahaha. What a joke.

For 19 years, I've made so much mess in this world. I messed up my friends, my blog readers, my siblings, my family. I just hope that, after my last birthday on this earth, all of you would cherish the mess that I've made in your life.

Thank you. That's the least I could say.