I'll be eighteen in 48 minutes. Eighteen is a big birthday! It's the age where everything becomes legal. Like. It's a big deal. I've been waiting for years for this day. And I'll I want is to go out with my 6 friends and eat expensive food, which is what I have planned. Except we have problems. One- none of my boys have said yes...
(can I just rant about how much I hate that? It takes every ounce of courage in my heart to get myself to ask those boys to do anything with me and its times like these that make me hate it. I feel embarrassed and silly and annoying. It's my birthday. You're the only people I want to surround myself with. Is it really that hard to reply to my text! Or sound excited when I ask you face to face? Apparently it is. Pretend you love me like I love you for one day. It would mean the world to me).
And two- my best friend got scheduled to work right in the middle of our reservation. Okay. I'm sorry. It's my birthday and I'm spending a lot of money on you. Could you not have told them that you have a prior commitment? They can't expect you to just drop everything and come in to work. Like no.
I'm thinking I might just tell the boys to forget it and just take my girls out. Less stress. But... Not as fun. I want them there :( I even made the reservation one person more just in case I felt the need to invite a certain someone (my mom says its not a good idea, and I agree. But I feel so bad when he's not included. And who cares? We don't even have to speak. This IS the first year in three years I haven't spent a birthday with him).
I'm spoiled and rude. I know. But seriously. It's been a long and emotional week. I need this.
I can hear my parents putting presents out upstairs. How exciting!
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