i hate it when what plans never goes right.
this year’s birthday is the most quietest that i have had.
a) no wild drinking parties
b) no shots after shots
c) no surprises, no major group gathering, no dinners
d) and i had to work really hard over a barbeque that wasnt really mine in the first place!
not much/many presents either, my presents this year were more of an intangible goods/services.
the boy rented a car for three days and took two days leave = a very nice birthday present for me! and he bought me a cute Pooh bear!
then i received two more stuffed toys from a friend.
apparrently being 24 means ure 4 all over again, so stuffed toys are necessary.
then a while ago, i just received a call from the boyfriend saying that he had an accident with the rented car and gone is $450 to pay for damages. which means the bangkok trip is gone. and my real present, which is the holiday to bangkok proudly sponsored by the boyf is no more in existence. which means that all that i looked forward to is no more, and i am actually very disappointed. i mean, part of it is my fault cause though i know he was tired, i kinda forced him to stay and keep me company causing him to have the accident, but still. i really cant help being disappointed. which makes me remember that i was actually very disappointed on my birthday day itself, because the boy had no concrete plans for me and we ended up doing nothing until i decided to call my best friend and go for a couple of drinks. but still no real concrete plans. no nice dinner.
so really, yes, this birthday this year is so lacklustre, i’m undoubtedly really disappointed.
