Yesterday I went to a friends house because she had invited me to go on a hike. I was excited because it had been a while since I last seen her, plus I love going on walks and hikes with friends.
I drove to her home and once she let me in I noticed how well dressed she was (not in athletic attire). Then she walked me to the dinning room and that’s when I saw the decorations and my other friends standing.
I have to say it was one of the best feelings I think I have ever felt. I don’t know why. I felt great. It was really nice, I was not expecting it at all! She had orchestrated this all by her self and it came out so cute.
To add on to the surprise she wrote me this really cute note that could have made me cry but I refuse to cry in front of people, but it was so sentimental and emotional I absolutely loved it.
Moments like this really make me feel special. Especially all the things she said in her little note she gave me. I had no idea, but I am glad she expressed herself.
I love my friends and I appreciate that they took their time and effort to do this for me it was great.
Last year my birthday was epic. I loved every single moment of it and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I think it was the best birthday by far that I have ever had. I went to the beach with some of my closest friends. Then we went home got changed and went to my favorite club, where I got to dance with more friends of mine that joined us later.
What will this year be like? I’m not sure, this year my birthday lands on a Monday so I doubt that I will be able to celebrate anything on the day of. I’ve never been one to celebrate every single birthday anyways. I grew up in a religion where it was almost as bad as committing murder to do so.
But now I feel like there is no need to celebrate it. Maybe I have just gotten old? Or maybe it is the vibe of everything? I just really don’t care about it honestly, I don’t have an emotional connection with birthdays like most people do.
My boyfriend did say we should do something though, which was nice of him. He kind of picked the whole thing, but I’m fine with that. We’re going to a beach getaway a week after my birthday. It’s actually the 4th of July weekend. Which in part makes it feel less like my birthday, but I digress.
Well, I will be 26 soon, what should I expect? Half of the year will be over by the time I turn 26 and it hasn’t been the greatest of time, hopefully the rest of it can lighten up a bit, I know it sounds really optimistic to think so but I feel like that’s what we need.