So if you’ve read my last entry, you’d know that I haven’t been too happy about my birthday.

Well, my birthday was on Thursday, and it was exactly what I was anticipating, for the most part. I had to work, which was the least of the disappointment. We had planned to go out for dinner, but then Michael’s school calls him and tells him that he has class - not next week, nooo, not Friday, but THAT NIGHT. So we had to cancel dinner plans, on my birthday and Valentine’s Day, which is absolute bullshit.

The only good thing about Thursday was that I got my first presents - a new iPod nano 3rd gen in pink, which is totally kick-ass, and a ring from my parents.

So I had to eat by myself at home, with the ‘kids’ (my cats), whilst Michael went to class. I did some school work too, which was shitty but needed to be done.

On Friday, I was feeling pretty terrible in the morning so I stayed home and got a heck of a lot of sleep, which my body was totally craving. I did a clean-up of the study, so it’s looking nice now, and we had my best friend over for dinner, which was nice to catch up and everything. She gave me a JB Hi-Fi voucher and some chocolates, so that cheered me up a bit.

Then Saturday, my sister dropped over with my present and I gave her hers (her birthday was the 15th). She got me a jigsaw puzzle of a witch, a candle and holder, and some soap and lotion. We went out with her and her boyfriend (who’s birthday was also the 15th) and their friends, but we left after about an hour and a half because, well, my sister didn’t make any attempt to a) introduce us to anyone there, and b) didn’t attempt to include us in any conversation. So I just said we were heading off because we were running out of money, and we went home. I started my jigsaw puzzle and we went to bed about 11:45.

So the last chance of reviving my birthday celebrations was fucked up, and I now have to wait till next year to have any fun for my own birthday.

The end.