HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

TO

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I took the day off work to celebrate my birthday, which I did every year. I have nothing special plan, just a day for me, window shopping, movies, treat myself to a good lunch or whatever that strikes my fancy on this day.

The day started pretty well. Alarm clock buzzing at 6.30am, woke up, did my morning prayer (I been skipping my morning prayer cuz the devil told me to sleep...sigh). I wanted to start on a right note, hence the morning prayer. Than I went back to bed and of course Mom not knowing I took the day off, woke me up again wondering why I'm still in bed. So, I told her a white lie and said I be going in late. Now, I had to tell the little white lie cuz if I don't, she expects me to do house chores. On my birthday..... HAYLE NAWW!!!!!!! Of course I overslept till 10am, showered, dress and was making my way to the kitchen, when Mom stop from her chores and gave me the look. Rut Oh... urghh she going to nag cuz I sleeps in. But to my surprise...


Mom: Ohhhh... its your burday (that's how she pronounce it).
(She came over and hug me)

Mom: I wish you all the best and may God keep you in his grace.
(Than the flood gates open.... which caught me by surprise)

GiGi: Awww mom... don't cry. Why you crying for?!! It's going to be ok. Please don't cry... please... I'm okay.

Mom: But I never buy you any puh-ray-sen (presents)..
(still sobbing hard)

GiGi: Mom.. its okay... its not important... its okay.. now stop crying. Don't be sad.


I have no idea where that flood gates comes from or what actually causes it. But I'm glad she was there and that's all that matters. She makes me coffee, kiss her on my way out and I'm ready to enjoy my day.

Went to Mc Donald for pancake and cappuccino. Wishing everyday could be like this.. no stress, no worries....yeah laugh all you want too.. I don't care really...dammit its my birthday I can eat whatever I'm craving for!!

Check my phone messages. Got quite a number of birthday wishes through text messages... I swear folks be too damn lazy to dial your damn numbers and wish you in person... but.. but.. but.. I'm still happy as a mug that they remembers my birthday and send me birthday wishes.... yes.. even if its through text messages. Done with pancake off to my reflexology.

As I was happily strolling in the mall, well that's where the reflexology located at... suddenly.. I fell forward, my face almost kissing the floor, scrap both my palms and left knee, twisted my right ankle... and oh yeah... my ass hurt. The motion seems like someone push me, but I know there was nobody because the sudden fall took me by surprise. But what pisses the shit out of me (well besides the embarrassment and the fact I seem like a freaking klutz), was an old lady was quick to be by my side and checking on me if I'm hurt. While the few men... YES I KNOW YOU MOTHERF*CKERS WERE THERE.... I SAW YOU WHEN I WALK INTO THE MALL... don't even came to my aide... NOW HOW F*CK UP IS THAT??!! Instead this old lady who is about 5 foot high, was trying to help me up and I'm 6'1 in my heels!! I said thanks to the lady and ensured her that I was fine, even though I was turning beet red in the face (and I don't blush.... nayyyvuhh) and both my ass and ankle hurting MAJORLY!!

I walk with my head held up high, pretend the incident never took place (by that time, the limping was taking over) and walk as fast as my aching self can carry me out of the prying eyes. Sigh... I told the masseuse what happened and she tried to lessen the ache. I guess it helps a little bit.. sigh but that's not why I wanted my foot reflex session for. I WANTED TO RELAX!! but now.. I have a swollen ankle.

Not to be deterred by the sudden change of event, I proceed to window shop, give myself a birthday treat. Well, I bought me a top, belt and bras.. yeah.. well I guess, I wasn't feeling the shopping buzz by than.

Drag my aching self to have sushi for lunch. Well I can't decides between sushi, fajitas or pasta for lunch. I went for the sushi buffet instead and now I feel like throwing up!! Still trying to elevate my mood, I strolled into Borders and bought 2 books. The Secret Supper and Three Cups of Tea.

Than, I took my ass home... enough of torturing myself running around town or in this case, limping around town.

Came home, called Ice Tea to give him hell for not remembering my birthday and told him of my sorry ass birthday tale. Yeah he was all sorry and PLEASE FORGIVE ME, IT TOTALLY SLIP MY MIND... mmm.. yeah.. right.. okay.... cough *liar* cough.

Hang up the phone, took a shower, did my prayer and limped my way to mom and asked her to rub my swollen ankle. Of course, she was making a fuss about it but I turned a deaf ear.

In a ball park...

THIS IS THE WORST

BIRTHDAY

I EVER HAD!!

Mmmm..





But...






I'm glad to still be around!!