Summer got kinda depressing ever since my grandpa and my (indirect) grandma passed away 2 days before my birthday about 8 years ago. At that time, I always felt depressed because no one would celebrate my birthday. Everyone was mourning. And then I would throw tantrum.
Ever since I graduated from college, birthday celebration doesn't sound so exciting anymore.
Technically it's my birthday now because I was born half an earth away from where I am now. Some people started to give me birthday wishes (because Facebook time follows your time wherever...