Well, I have to say that my 25th Birthday will not be on my top 10 birthday list! More like on the top 10 I hope I forget about those birthdays list! 

Let's see I started out my birthday by waking up to knocking my boyfriend's Pepsi (which I actually believe it was mine, but I don't want to admit it was and just blame it on him!) over and spilling all over my face and hair! Drowsy because I had barely any sleep because the evening before I had to call 911 to have my dad taken back into the Hospital ( which he goes pretty much every couple months so it wasn't like A HUGE deal, but it still really stressful to deal with.), and to top it all off my Boyfriend woke up on the wrong side of the bed and told me he didn't want to deal w/ my shit today so F-off!

WOW! Things really didn't get much better either! My boyfriend luckily apologized and was pretty sweet for the rest of the day! So, for about 4 hours I spent my time hanging out in the ICU talking to the nurses and waiting to go see my father. While waiting I started to have a sore throat and realized that I was sick ( I had been trying to fight it for about a week, but w/ the stress of my dad going to the hospital I think my body just gave in!) By the time I finally got to see my dad I was ready to throw the clothes off and hop into bed and die! 

My father had experienced about 8 seizures the night before and 2 of them had been pretty major! So, when I saw my dad he was basically passed out, and when he did kind of come to he didn't even know where he was or even who I was! So, I didn't stay and hang out w/ him for to long. Which I kind of felt guilty, but if you knew my relationship w/ my dad you would kinda understand, plus I have major anxiety at hospitals. My mom died in one and since then I don't know... just stressful!

So, by the time I got home I seriously wasn't feeling good, but it was my birthday! I wanted to do something! So, I popped some DayQuil pills and got onto my Facebook to see if any of my friends could hang out! 1. friend was just on her way back home from a road trip, but wouldn't be home until Saturday. Another's dad had just gotten home from a very successful heart surgery! (which hopefully will give him another 10 years of life! Before they did the surgery he had been told he didn't have much time to live!) So, she was spending the day with him, which I was happy she was! Then the majority of my friends were all going to clubs and parties for Halloween. Which I kinda wanted to do, but I was wanting to do something more geared about me since it was my birthday and for the rest of the year I'm ALWAYS doing everything for everybody else I wanted a ME DAY.  Some of my girlfriends ( hopefully one day will be sister-in-laws) took me out to dinner the weekend before because they knew they were going to be busy and I was grateful for, but I still wanted to do something fun on my day!

So, when I realized that not 1 of my friends could take the time to even come over or take me out for 1 shot I started have a little bit of a pitty party! I decided to not accept that people had all ready made plans and that my b-day lands on a pretty crazy weekend. I just kept thinking of how I always make a point to be at my friends b-day parties and/or I'm the one throwing them and if I'm not I always pitch in and help make their parties a big deal. So, I ended up sulking for most of the day. 

My boyfriend kept seeing if I wanted to go do something, but then he would remember that it was Friday and all the resteraunts, bars, or movies were going to be packed, and he hates going to places where there are a ton of people. So, I would just say no, and continue to pout.

By the end of the night I was miserably sick! My body was in some major pain! I mean it wasn't just aching it felt like glass shards were trying to move through my veins! It was so painful! At one point in the middle of the night I almost considered going to the hospital! ( Anybody that knows me knows I won't even go to the hospital when I should've gone 2 days sooner! I hate the doctors!)

So, that's how great my birthday was!

Day 2:

I woke up miserable! 

By evening though, I started to feel much better! THANK YOU LORD JESUS! 

I ended up getting to finally talk to dad... and despite being really tired he was doing better.

So, I'm over my pitty party! 

While watching an episode of Ghost Adventures on the Travel Channel I decided that I wanted to ghost hunting! So, a couple of my girlfriends and I are going to do a little research and go on a Ghost Hunting adventure of our very own! That should be fun! 

Then my boyfriend told me on Monday we'll celebrate my b-day and go out for the day! So, that brought my spirits up! 

And, no I haven't worked out one bit and I ate like a piggy a couple hours ago! So, tomorrow! I'll get back on eating better! I swear!

So, do you any of you have horror stories from a bad b-day?! Seriously make me feel better?! ;)

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