Like always my luvly fatman gets it right before all my "friends" do. I always wanted a party. One just for me. I always did things for my friends or went ot things for them just as support and to celebrate with them. AND YET for 6 years since all of us being 18 I got nothing. NOTHING at all. The most I got were balloons. And you wouldn't believe how excited I was for that. This year, I decided ahead of time to do something for me. Which was a ticket to Avenue Q the broadway play. Being that I did announce it a couple of times to my friend I was being stupid to assume that maybe one of these chicks would volunteer to join me and buy their own ticket. NOT BUY MINE AND THEIRS but just to buy one period to enjoy it with me on my special day. Obviously when the time came to buy it, no one did. Not too surprising but very very aggrevating. So while eating dinner with fatman after buying my ticket I was livid. Not at him for always being so kind and caring and always there like that evening. But just for the fact that once again, like everything else, I had to do my birthday on my own. So once the day came he decided that we should have gotten dressed up and enjoyed the play together. I was so angry that he decided to take the time out to enjoy it with me because he shouldn't have. I mean, I've only known him less than 2 years and he's picked up the slack that my friends have left behind in more ways than one. SO the play was awesome and what made me even more happier was the fact that it was his first play ad he had a good time which made me happy. Knowing he wasn't bored was very very exciting. SO after the play he decided that we should go to Olive Garden cause he wanted a plate of food to take home to his mother. Now, really in my head, it was like, "A plate..... for your mother? TODAY OUT OF ALL DAYS OR WEEKENDS?!?!!" But me having the mother complex its like, yes ma'am. So First he wants to go to Virgin Megastore to get a CD that he wanted. Me being starving and in heels, not a good combo, did not want to wait for food any longer but something told me to just be nice to him since he was being so kind as to come with me to a play this evening. So once we got upstairs I noticed some person had some really big birthday balloons and that got me even more angry because its my own birthday and someone else is getting a great time while I am too but it's just not feeling right. So walking past the table he turned me around very quickly and I noticed that the table was for me and that there were a couple of my friends and his cousin and his wife there. Long story of the evening short, I had a wonderful time all in thanks to him and his thoughts and planning. AND FOR FINALLY SOMEONE GETTING THE THOUGHT. I LOVE HIM more and more even though we have a lot of problems. I'm hoping we can get through it because of all the issues we've had he's worth the fight. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. FINALLY.
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