Even though I had a bad start to my birthday, it turned out pretty damn awesome. I got a polaroid and a chance to go watch Phantom of the Opera at a Broadway theater from honeybun. I also got to try the 53rd & 6th Halal food. I’m very happy right now.

My boyfriend spoils me too much.

great. just piss me off half a fucking hour before it’s supposed to be my birthday. it’s fine. I can go into another fucking day just angry. It’s okay.

another 24 hours and some number of minutes left before my 21st birthday. woo.

planning has began to irritate me & I’m about to just say fuck it all and go dancing with my best friends.

• had the windshield wiper blade come off while trying to clean the car
• spent almost 30 minutes trying to put it back on
• asked a random passerby if he knows how to put it on & he lies to my face cause he didn’t want to waste his time in the snow helping a girl out
• brother took less than 5 seconds to put it back on
• headache got worse from stat class
• stupid pedestrian crosses even though it’s clearly a red light for him & had the balls to make eyecontact with me while crossing
• went to this stupid store that I hate cause my mom wanted to go get something
• depressing news from albert added on to the heavy feeling in my heart that I already had
• thought I left my phone in the car but then after running in the slush & having it seep through my jordans onto my toes & banging my knee into the metal door, it was in my bag the whole time
• not talking to someone cause of reasons
• stupid pms is making me all blah

why can’t this day get any better?

So far today has been shitty. I just want to go home and curl up into a ball and go to sleep.

I was so tired that I passed out before 1030. & I’m still tired. & I didn’t get to charge my phone either…