Happy Beer Day Beryl!

And so today is October 31st of 2010. I have been existing in this planet for 21 years. GREAT!

I know it's sounds like as if I'm not thankful, HELL NO! Of course NOT! I am very grateful to the Lord that He has blessed me to have my family and give the opportunity to meet other wonderful people.

I don't know why I'm not so psyched with all the celebration thingy on my birthday...

I was once the very excited kid who would like to celebrate her "DAY" with her friends.

But I grew up having just my family around every time it's my birthday.

Yeah I do understand, everybody has things to do like to go to their province and visit the tomb of their departed relatives.

It's an established fact that my birthday is like a NATIONAL HOLIDAY.

though technically it's just HALLOWEEN. which makes it creepy by the way. hehe

But then going back to my topic..

That was before I turned 18..

I envy my other friends and even my siblings coz whenever they celebrate their's their friends are always around. :'(

Once I even tried to have a birthday wherein I could include my friends. Well it succeeded a bit. I invited some of my highschool friends over for my 17th birthday and guess what.. Everyone was busy with school and a whole lotsa things. I was definitely disapppointed but since my mom has prepared food for us then might as well invite other people over. So I decided to have some of my college peers drop by our place. They came.. It was one of the most disappointing birthdays that I had. It was actually our enrollment day and they came over after they were enrolled. I wasn't. I enrolled late. It hurt me coz I wanted to be with them and the nerve to go to my birthday .... grabe... I didn't know if I should be happy or what.

Most of my birthdays, I had my nieces and nephews to blow my cake. They would even be the one to slice and first ones to eat it as I was just one of those who sings along with the happy birthday song.. sheesh.

That always happens.

The only birthday that I can remember where I felt important was my 18th birthday.

Wherein I celebrated at a restaurant danced with a cotillion, 18 roses, 18 candles, 18 gifts and a bunch of relatives, friends and neighbors.

I wasn't even that successful, some of those people whom I have asked to come didn't go. They didn't even confirm if they will. :'(

I told you my birthday sucks BIG TIME.

A year after that, another unsuccessful birthday there's nobody who came over. haay

on my 20th birthday which was last year was the WORST BIRTHDAY EVER.

I was online the whole day, I was waitng for a confirmation for a date with my WEIRD EX BOYFRIEND.

And none happened. I did not take a bath, I looked gruesome, my eyes were soggy coz I was crying the whole day.

Good thing my cousin came over and brought a cake for me.

I was at least relieved in a way that someone would even care to bring something for me.

What's even worse is that my closest of friends did not greet me.

GRABE TALAGA..

This year I organized a birthday bash for my friend.

I gathered all our closest friends, whom I call my Atchies.

Anne's mom cooked palabok since it was G's favorite food, Mac bought a chocolate mousse cake and I bought to pints on ice cream.

We went there along side with Reymond because I accompanied him in getting his license.

We had so much fun. I realized that I missed those people. My friends.. :(

3 days before my birthday I received a forwarded message from g asking what was the plan for my birthday. At first I tried to ignore it since I knew that something was cooking so I let them plan it secretly (though I already know about it)  Even Marla a gay friend of mine brought it up as well, he forwarded a message regarding my birthday and still I disregarded it coz I already know what the outcome would be.

A day before my birthday my boy toy kept bugging me and asks me if he can be with me on my birthday of course I said NO! I don't want to be with him. I don't like him other than being friends of course. I told him I will be going somewhere else with someone that he doesn't know. It irritated me that he keep on asking repeatedly about it. I got so pissed and started sending him messages which I knew would totally hurt him. But I was thinking that I should do that so he will realize that I don't really love him. haaay