yesterday was my birthday.
i'll be honest
it started out as one of the world's shittiest days.
first off, the night before i got mean messages on myspace from this guy i sometimes party with saying i was fat and an awful person.
i mean, if i was fat, i'd understand. but i'm not! i know i'm not! and i'm not an awful person! i work so hard to make people happy and to be the best person i can be! so i got really bummed out and cried over it.
once i felt better, i got a call from my stepmom saying she and my father weren't going to do anything for me for my birthday. i had already assumed as much, but JEEZ, you don't have to flat-out tell me! so obviously i cried over that, too.
the following morning, my birthday, was going to be rough already cuz i had to say goodbye to my mom, stepdad and his family (we all went to nj to celebrate easter). i hadn't seen my mom since january, and i realized how badly i craved a mother's affection. soooo having to come home to philly and have the attention of my asshole stepmom wasn't sounding so good.
buttt, before i even saw my stepmom, i had to meet my dad in delaware. he forgot my birthday. we had a fight. he drove me home. my younger brother and his friends had trashed my dungeon ( i call my room a dungeon, cuz i live in a dark dungeon-like basement) and began birthday-taunting me.
so that wasn't a very nice birthday surprise.
after getting really pissed off i left the house to blow off some steam. my dad got upset and we ended meeting up and he took me out for sushi. that's when things got better.
after getting sushi i visited julia at work, and then headed home because max came by to see me.
that was the best part. for my birthday i had asked him to not just buy me something, but do something that was well thought-out and meaningful. so he came with an ice cream cake with oreos in it (my favorite kind of cake), a bunch of bright orange lillies (again, my favorite) and he had gotten this picture of the two of us (that i was obsessed with) framed. he even wrapped it in tissue paper that was in my favorite color!!
I flat out cried at what he had done for me. Everyone else kinda just wrote me a check for my birthday, but Max actually put forth the effort, and that is what made my brithday special.
i'll be honest
it started out as one of the world's shittiest days.
first off, the night before i got mean messages on myspace from this guy i sometimes party with saying i was fat and an awful person.
i mean, if i was fat, i'd understand. but i'm not! i know i'm not! and i'm not an awful person! i work so hard to make people happy and to be the best person i can be! so i got really bummed out and cried over it.
once i felt better, i got a call from my stepmom saying she and my father weren't going to do anything for me for my birthday. i had already assumed as much, but JEEZ, you don't have to flat-out tell me! so obviously i cried over that, too.
the following morning, my birthday, was going to be rough already cuz i had to say goodbye to my mom, stepdad and his family (we all went to nj to celebrate easter). i hadn't seen my mom since january, and i realized how badly i craved a mother's affection. soooo having to come home to philly and have the attention of my asshole stepmom wasn't sounding so good.
buttt, before i even saw my stepmom, i had to meet my dad in delaware. he forgot my birthday. we had a fight. he drove me home. my younger brother and his friends had trashed my dungeon ( i call my room a dungeon, cuz i live in a dark dungeon-like basement) and began birthday-taunting me.
so that wasn't a very nice birthday surprise.
after getting really pissed off i left the house to blow off some steam. my dad got upset and we ended meeting up and he took me out for sushi. that's when things got better.
after getting sushi i visited julia at work, and then headed home because max came by to see me.
that was the best part. for my birthday i had asked him to not just buy me something, but do something that was well thought-out and meaningful. so he came with an ice cream cake with oreos in it (my favorite kind of cake), a bunch of bright orange lillies (again, my favorite) and he had gotten this picture of the two of us (that i was obsessed with) framed. he even wrapped it in tissue paper that was in my favorite color!!
I flat out cried at what he had done for me. Everyone else kinda just wrote me a check for my birthday, but Max actually put forth the effort, and that is what made my brithday special.VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
slavicglitterati:
Happy belated birthday
jeremybeatdown:
its been a while, how are you??