happy seventeenth birthday to me !

birthday wishes are much more better than birthday presents, for me. mom greeted me happy birthday in her half-asleep tone, it felt half-hearted like being forced. whatever.

I wanna skip the traumatic part, I feel sorry for Lester's eye tho' haha. Forward, I got flour-ed ! and cake ! mmm, yummyyummy. I was having a blast until I got this message from that asshole I don't feel bad curshing him now, because my hatred is raw right now. seriously, he just has to make my day go bad. seriously, I don't get how you could manage to have an insult an a word of emotion put together in one text message. you're so heartless, dickhead ! and I mean that.

to this day, It's the best I had so far to be remembered meant alot to me. but somehow, deep down inside I'm still not happy, just because the people I care about in the past and still do don't remember my birthday at all, and it's a sucky feeling. I wanna cry but I don't wanna ruin the day, I guess I expected too much from them. what I learnt is don't expect anything that's the only way you won't get any disappointments.