Birthday Away

I didn't expect to have a birthday this year. Since my birthday lands two weeks after finals, I figured everyone would be out of town, and they just about were. 

My actual birthday was uneventful. I went to school and drew a bit and ate lunch with my classmates. I got asked to dinner, but that dinner never actually happened. Instead, I kind of got duped into watching two Lord of the Rings movies back to back with friends. By the time they ended, the only food I got was a thing of fries from McDonald's at like 3 am.



But, Friday happened. None of my friends were at school during lunch. That was a bummer. I think I go to school mostly just to eat lunch with people I know.

A bunch of people I never hang out with though kept telling me we should get together. Well, that's a shame, because I already told like three other people I'd hang out with them? Oh, just kidding. They're going to be at the same apartment, that's cool.

I took a long nap and went over late, in my pajamas. I was expecting to sleep on my friend's couch and hopefully get some free food out of it. I saw all of my friend's cars in the parking lot, but when I showed up, no one was there. Okay. "They stepped out to get some things"

but one by one, they came in wearing party hats. The first one said, "it's really weird. There's a guy out there just giving out party hats and noise makers? weird." Okay. I could believe that. My apartment complex is pretty weird.

Then my best friend who I didn't know was coming came in with a balloon, "who wants this? I think you want it" and she tied it to my drink.

And as she did that, two of my best friends from a completely different friend group walked in and only then did it hit me what had just happened. My friend pulled out a cake from the kitchen and they all sang to me and said happy birthday and we played video games for the rest of the night.

And I feel weird talking about my friends on here because I know they can easily find this blog. I really just imagine my family reading these because they're the only ones I pitch this entire blog to, but I know how the internet works. Regardless, it felt good.

 I'm glad. I have good friends.

I may have gotten a bit teary eyed as they sang, and I might have had a hard time blowing out my candles, but it means a lot to have people out here to take care of me.