A birthday musing.
So, for those of you who are unaware, as a general rule, I hate birthdays.
Most people don’t understand this and get really upset. But why shouldn’t I?
I’ve had some truly shitty birthdays in the past. Namely, my 16th birthday, which I broad-casted and yet no one remembered, and my 18th, which just wound up being an epic fail.
Today, however, was awesome. Like seriously. Every single person who wished me a happy birthday, be it by text, on Facebook, or in person, just kept me happy all day long. My roommate & suitemates put balloons and candy all over my bed, which was a wonderful surprise after chemistry. And then spending time with my boy toy just made it even better. I like him. I like him a lot, actually. I haven’t liked someone this much in a while.
Overall, I would deem today a successful birthday. I’m quite the happy camper.
Tomorrow’s my birthday.
Doesn’t feel like it….
Let’s just hope it’s a good one. Or at least, better than these last few, because for these past few years, my birthday has been a pretty shitty occasion.
Posted April 3, 2011 at 4:54pm in Marlon Brando celebrity birthday hot sexy man beautiful black and white
