I love birthdays. Not because of presents (well partly that's one of the reasons why I love it if I gotta be honest) but because I get to spend time with my friends and family. The only time of the year where I can gather everyone together that I love without having to put too much thought to it.
Sadly my 16th birthday didn't go as planned though. Now see I'm someone who waits for the big milestones in my life and already plans them years before but I guess my 16th birthday had other plans.
My plan consisted: going out with friends around noon, coming back home to my family and talk or joke around, eat a cute "sweet 16" birthday cake (which I had thanks to me), go to the "Hard Rock Cafe" in the afternoon and eat some bomb ass food, go back home and at night I would go out with my mom and visit all places in the city that she went with me when I was younger.
Part of the plan worked thanks to the people who cooperated but one thing that bothered me was that my stepdads sister and her husband came to visit from another city around the time my birthday was. Don't get me wrong I think they're good people and can be funny but my 16th was planned for me and my "original" family. Also because of their visit there were a bunch of things I couldn't do so that was a problem for me.
I'm not a girl who always gets what I want. I might be a bit spoiled, I know that, but I definitely don't get everything I want. The only thing I wanted was my birthday to work out. I even cried at my birthday, I mean c'mon.
I have a friend or two who don't make a big deal of birthdays but for me it's the only day from a year where I get all the attention from my parents. I know, I know, attention seeking bitch.
