it's my birthday. woo? not so much. i turned 20 today, and all month i've been dreading it. i did not want to turn 20 at all. maybe i'm being a little immature about the age - i mean, it's just a number, but 20 means i can no longer say i'm in my teens. i'm like, now offically an adult. fml.
to top it off, my mom and i spent the last couple hours of my youth last night at the hospital. she's been having back problems, along with a lot of other problems. we spent 7 hours in out paitents, to be finally brought it, and told by the doctor, "i've never seen anything like this before, come back in in the morning for an ultrasound."
coming home from the hospital last night, i was cranky (obviously). my boyfriend had left me a message on facebook "i guess your going to be out all night again." when he knew i was at the hospital with my mother... idiot. k, so.. this morning, i wake up, to not a single message from my boyfriend saying happy birthday.
i don't think i've stopped crying all day. it's overall just a shitty day. -sigh.
i was suppose spend the night with my boyfriend, except he's "cranky" and "doesn't want to ruin my birthday." he's basscially saying, i don't want to hang out. thanks, ass. oh, i've been with him for a year - he didn't get me anything. maybe that's selfish, and i should be away from that "expecting presents on my birthday" thing, but he's my boyfriend - has been for a year, and he can't get me a birthday present? it's not like he didn't know about my birthday. i've talked about it since chirstmas.
worst day.
butttttttt, you know what would make it better? :) pictures of rob! dirty, scruffy, sexy, photos of rob! and gifs, i love gifs. i seriously just stare at them forever. he's beautiful.
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