Happy Birthday To Me

Hey all...
Today, April 22nd, I am 22 years old!! O_O

How I spent my birthday Day.

12:00 Midnight: I got text messages from 2 friends wishing me a Happy Birthday. Another friend called me to my cel phone and wished me a happy birthday. Which was pretty cool, even though I can't remember exactly what we talked about because I was half asleep.

10:00am I woke up late because I don't have class until 4:00pm. (The class ends at 7:00pm.) I walked downstairs to have a special breakfast with my parents and discover my desk chair surrounded with balloons (i'm such a sucker for balloons. I melt!)

11:00am, My family, grandparents, aunt, uncles, etc called to wish me a happy birthday.
12:00pm until 3:00pm my other friends called to make birthday plans for the weekened. I'm going to go Ice-skating with my boyfriend Friday evening. Then I'm going to go have dinner with my gal friends at a little restaurant and gossip until midnight.
7:00pm. I'm going to dinner with my parents and laughing all night. We are going to talk about summer plans and decided that I'll need to have a good time during my summer trip in Spain.
10:00pm I came back home and typed on my typewriter. I have to get up early to go to school tomorrow and then be refreshed to party all night with friends. I better go.

Till next time.
love
D.C.




PS.
All of the above happenings are a lie.

What actually happened was:
Wednesday night 7:00pm Mexican time, my Friends in Europe signed my facebook wishing me happy birthday. It was very touching. I cried. I thought they had forgotten.
Thursday day: A couple other friends signed my Facebook wall. My mother called my grandmother in the US and therefore my grandmother in the US wished me a happy birthday.
I finished doing homework until 3:00pm when it was time to go to school. I've come to class from 4:00pm till 7:00pm.
Then I'm going out to have Pizza with my dad and mom.
The day will end and tomorrow will begin.


I'm not bitter at the fact that people forgot my birthday. I'm just bitter at life that has been happening these past weeks.
I'm bitter at the whole world. And I'm realizing that I hate celebrating my birthday.

Today is just another day for everyone else. It's also just another day for me...

till next time.
love
D.C.