Hey Guys,
So today I found out that I'm not good at celebrating birthdays. Or, well, it's not so much the birthdays I'm bad at, but the birthday parties.
When we celebrate birthdays in the Netherlands, we invite our whole (direct) family, all our family-friends and all the friends of the person whose birthday it is. Most of the time, the friends of the birthday boy/girl come over on another day as the family and family-friends.
As I'm typing this, my stepsister celebrates her birthday, which means everyone is packed at the living room. I was there too, sitting on the couch, listening to all the stories that are told. But then it hit me: I don't belong in this crowd.
All the conversations around me were about parties and stupid, drunk, decisions. First of all, I don't go to house parties or clubs, and second of all, I don't drink booze. Not because my parents don't allow me, but because I just don't want to.
So listening to stories about being drunk, or even stoned, just makes me feel like a fish out of the water.
I guess that also is a con of being sixteen: you are too 'grown-up' to play with the little kids but too young to talk about clubbing and stuff like that.
So after two hours of feeling like I shouldn't be there, I decided to go upstairs and read. Now I'm sitting in the hallway upstairs, reading Divergent and, obviously, blogging.
Why I'm in the hallway you ask? Well, in my bedroom I feel too detached from the birthday party, so I just sit in the hallway, where I still hear the voices of our guests, but I don't really hear the conversations.
How do you celebrate birthdays?
See you guys soon!
P.s. sorry if I made any typo's in this post, I'm writing it on my phone.
So today I found out that I'm not good at celebrating birthdays. Or, well, it's not so much the birthdays I'm bad at, but the birthday parties.
When we celebrate birthdays in the Netherlands, we invite our whole (direct) family, all our family-friends and all the friends of the person whose birthday it is. Most of the time, the friends of the birthday boy/girl come over on another day as the family and family-friends.
As I'm typing this, my stepsister celebrates her birthday, which means everyone is packed at the living room. I was there too, sitting on the couch, listening to all the stories that are told. But then it hit me: I don't belong in this crowd.
All the conversations around me were about parties and stupid, drunk, decisions. First of all, I don't go to house parties or clubs, and second of all, I don't drink booze. Not because my parents don't allow me, but because I just don't want to.
So listening to stories about being drunk, or even stoned, just makes me feel like a fish out of the water.
I guess that also is a con of being sixteen: you are too 'grown-up' to play with the little kids but too young to talk about clubbing and stuff like that.
So after two hours of feeling like I shouldn't be there, I decided to go upstairs and read. Now I'm sitting in the hallway upstairs, reading Divergent and, obviously, blogging.
Why I'm in the hallway you ask? Well, in my bedroom I feel too detached from the birthday party, so I just sit in the hallway, where I still hear the voices of our guests, but I don't really hear the conversations.
How do you celebrate birthdays?
See you guys soon!
P.s. sorry if I made any typo's in this post, I'm writing it on my phone.