In past years I haven’t made a big deal of my birthday, partially due to some bad ones gone by and also due to usually not having people around with whom to celebrate. This birthday, my 24th, turned out more eventful and memorable than I could have imagined.
Friday night was the Dopefest at Blondie’s. I met a great group of warm and friendly and fun people (you all might’ve been drunk by the time I showed up, though 
). Over the course of my evening, someone reminded me that I am, in fact, attractive, and I needed to hear that. I’ve been feeling prettier ever since then. (If that somene is reading this, thank you, and I hope to hear from you.)
Saturday night I went out to a bar with 2 friends from my old college and 2 from the one I started at this year. I had a lot of fun hanging out and watching a band play and getting super presents, and best of all I only paid my cover charge. I was surprised and flattered that the friends from my new school paid for everything because I’ve never been taken out for my birthday and wasn’t expecting it. I realized how great these new friends are that I’ve made.
Sunday was the actual birthday. Mom got me a massage gift certificate and dad got me flowers. All the right people either called or IM’d wishing me love for my birthday…except for one. K is someone who up until about 2 years ago was my “best friend” and has been reduced to just friend (pretty much just grew apart, been friends for 10 years now). As the day grew later, I started to think she’d actually forgotten. Around 10pm she finally called and I was relieved. Until all she called to do was ask for a friend’s phone number. After giving it to her I said “so that’s it?” “Yup, that’s it.” Later on, around 2am, she signed online and I had to really press before she realized her mistake, and was just barely apologetic. My birthday weekend had been going so well up until that point, and the one person who should remember totally forgot. In light of recent events with K I’d already been thinking that our friendship was pretty much done, but this kinda sealed the deal for me. I’ve taken her off my buddy list so far because I don’t have the heart to just block her, but I’m hurt, disgusted, and disappointed.
Tonight was the last time during my winter break that I could go to my Monday night open mic. I was given even more love for my birthday and more lovely presents. I was so awash in love from my friends that I actually said aloud “I am so loved.”
I’ve never had my birthday spread out so far, and have such highs and lows. I realize the value of the friends I have, especially those I’ve made in the past year, and I really feel loved. I’m sad that it’s come to this with K, but I know that I’ve seen it coming. I’m going to try and focus on the positive and look forward to my next semester and enjoy the good parts of this weekend.
Thanks again to everyone on Friday for singing happy birthday to me. 
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