Europeans do not know how to celebrate a birthday.
A European birthday party is described as follows (this is from my point of view): The person who has his/her birthday should invite all his friends to celebrate. This person should plan the party, invite the people, buy all the alcohol and food, prepare everything, and then clean afterwards. It’s too damn stressful.
An American birthday is different: The person who has his/her birthday sits back and relaxes on the day they were born. This persons friends organize something, bring all the food and drinks, set everything up, get their friend really drunk, then clean.
I prefer our way.
When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
gah! my favourite character!
I need more sexy belligerent red-heads in my life…
Why do people ask how you are if they really don’t care? Do you think that everyone who asks you “how are you?” Really gives a shit about the finer details of your life?