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The birthday from hell
One would think that their birthday would be something memorable, something to look back upon years down the road and say, "I remember the good old days". Sadly, I've never had a time in which I could say that. In fact, most of my birthdays have turned out to be completly dissapointing.
This year was no exception.
The fact that I had been planning my birthday events for nearly two months a head of time, and told nearly my entire family about them--didn't seem to soak in with my mother.
She decides only two days before my birthday (Which was yesterday), that they can't go to the restaurant I wanted to on friday, that it would be easier to do something the next day. So I'm all, alright whatever, I can deal with that. But then my best friend tells me that her mother in law wants them to come to Dallas over the weekend for her husband's grandfather's birthday party. Basically they can't do anything on saturday, and I had previously promised her that we would go out to eat for my birthday a month prior. So those plans are unchangable, and my mother is being diffucult and bugging me about babysitting for some lady; yeah, on my birthday. Who the hell wants to babysit someone on their birthday?! I sure didn't.
Finally we get the plans worked out, and I had asked another friend if he wanted to go with us--he said yes. So we had it all planned out, except for one last detail; I hadn't heard from him in two days. Hours ticking away on friday, and I'm eager to get out of the house and drown my sorrows in some Japanese Cusine. It was already five and I hadn't heard from him at all. By this point I was frustrated and didn't care--though he was suppose to be my ride to the restaurant. My other friend ended up coming to get me, which got her stuck in traffic for nearly an hour, and we didn't get to the restaurant until eight. We then had to wait for a table to be free, thirty minutes they said--though it felt like much longer. Finally we get there and order; I'm having to be cautious about what I order because I only have around fifteen dollars. Nice feeling to have to pay for your own birthday dinner, and not have enough for what you really want. Already this day was going to hell in a handbasket, but I was willing to make the best of it.
Then they had to bring some random couple to sit near us--whom wouldn't shut up with their cutsie talk and their unablility to keep their hands off of eachother.
I was almost ready to reach over and beat the s**t out of them with the saki bottle and tell them to shut the hell up. I'm so damn tired of being surrounded by happiness.
Well at least the food was good.
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