I’m home for the day after my birthday. Yeah, I kind of wished this Martinelli’s Sparkling Apple Cider was champagne… but then I remembered that time I drank half a bottle of champagne. Never again. And yeah, that’s a Dum-Dum. I got a whole bag for myself at Walgreen’s on my birthday. Fuck moderation.
I now have a “Happy Birthday Young Jedi” Star Wars birthday card, a Best Buy gift card, a bouquet of flowers, two giant birthday balloons, most of a giant fruit tart, a ton of new clothes, new friends, my boyfriend again, a job, and a new state of mind. Probably some more stuff coming, too. But this… this has been the best birthday I’ve had in a long, long time.
Thursday night. A surprise visit from Courtland and Mai with candy and the promise of a movie that fell through and ended with us having warm-ish Seniore’s, huddled in front of my computer in the dark in my living room and then them sleeping over. A few voicemails and text messages, some from the at-the-moment ex-boyfriend.
Friday. Random adventure with C & M to Walgreens, a toy store, and breakfast/lunch at Manor (Kathleen, we need to go there again!) before they left. 3 hours in the Forever 21 downtown with Gabby and Pilar followed by a MUNI ride that ended in walking 10+ blocks in the pouring rain (I was the only one with an umbrella, they just said, “Fuck it.”) to Limon. Ceviche and other wonderful food accompanied by more sangria than I should have had and a nice little lava cake at the end. Dinner courtesy of Pilar. Pilar’s house, where I showed off my new clothes, had great conversation, met Gabby’s boyfriend, and had my first taste of Pisco. Delicious. Parted ways and was on the bus as 11:11PM on 11/11/11 passed. Home.
Saturday. Waited for him to pick me up, only a few minutes after my birthday had passed. Tears and rain and cold. Gifts, jenga, “cake” which was really a giant fruit tart, and knocking out from exhaustion… only to move to a normal sleeping position at 4AM. 10AM wake-up call. Confrontation and realizations. Left the house at 12ish for pho, Teaway, and a failed trip to the movies. A lot of money at H&M, and then a failed Victoria’s Secret attempt. Reconciliation before taking me home. And then driving home. Another “cake” which was a cheesecake with fruit on top with this apple cider.
I’m going out to a kickback for a little bit and then I will sleep and end my birthday weekend.
Love. This. Shit.
