More reason for hate

You've only had five hours of sleep. You get up in the early morning, force yourself out of bed and head to the shower. For once, you'd already decided last night what you were gonna wear; something different, yet doesn't show any of that 'tried too hard' effort. The only such outfit you can draw from your ton of clothes.

So what's so special about today? Well... It's your boyfriend's birthday! He's finally turned 17, one year and a half after you did. He's always told you stories about his previous birthdays, about how he's never had anything special on it, since it's always the holidays and he doesn't meet anyone from school to spend time with him.

This year, it's going to be different. You were added to a Whatsapp group with his tertiary classmates, these amazing people you've made friends with in the course of your relationship. They were planning a surprise for him, and the reason why you slept late last night is because everyone was up, planning it all.

Your shady past led to your dislike of birthdays, hate even. You'd spent the entire year not daring to utter the words "Happy Birthday", and refusing to accept entry of the phrase into your ears on your own special day. You agreeing to be part of today is a huge sacrifice on your part; and he'd know it.

A huge part of you have faith in today. You want to believe that today might be the day your hate for birthdays dissolve, and you can start wishing people Happy Birthday once 2014 comes crashing, just like a normal person.

The reason you are up early is because you're heading to the place of your boyfriend's girl best friend, to bake a cake for your beloved. You've always wanted to do this for him, and this is a perfect chance. You can hardly contain your excitement, and you even start imagining the very moment when you're gonna surprise your boy from behind! That's what his friends had planned; for them to not mention a word about you and BAM! have you sneak up on him and surprise him that you really are here!

You are certain nothing will go wrong. You so highly believe that this is it; you're not gonna hate birthdays anymore.

It's a little before noon and you are halfway through the Circle Line journey to Bishan when you receive texts on the Birthday Surprise Whatsapp group. You can't believe what you're seeing: your boyfriend can't make it out. Because his mother doesn't allow him.

You get in a rage. Who wouldn't? It's his fucking birthday for fuck's sake! Finding out that it's because everyone is out and he has to take care of his youngest brother just pisses you off \more. He has so many other older siblings! Are they not even gonna sacrifice their outing for the birthday boy to be able to go out!?

After all the anger, and that few tears that escape from your frowning eyes, you try to calm yourself down. You look down at your outfit, and laugh at yourself for dressing up. Hah. Now you're convinced that birthdays are made to be hated.

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I had fun today with Mel, Naqib, Farhan, Marcus and Yazid, though all we did was have lunch and Skype the birthday cunt and walk around Plaza Sing. I didn't even feel out of place anymore even without the boyfriend around.

I've interacted with the rest quite a few times already but today was the first time talking with Marcus. We talked mostly about Pokemon and he even let me use his 3DS XL to play X. Afterwards Naqib, Yazid and I watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty [which was awesome thanks to Ben Stiller]. How I love everything about it, from the story to the humour to the videography to the philosophy and of course Ben Stiller. 

So anyway, I am damn tired right now, so I'm just gonna end this here. Thank you again to the people who made my day today, although things got a bit cocked up here and there.