It's my 16th birthday today. It was awful at first, but it got better at the end.

I woke up this morning with this sinking feeling of not wanting to go to rev class. It's my birthday, for Pete Wentz's sake! But I had to go, so I did. We paid for it, anyway.

And when I got to class, my seatmate was absent. Now lookathat. I should've been the one in her position. I'm the birthday girl! I'm not supposed to spend the whole morning stuck inside the ugly four walls of the boring classroom! Anyway, I got over it pretty fast.

I got home, opened the door, and -surprise!- there was my mom holding our infamous videocamera. I knew it. I knew this would happen. I know all about my mom's tackyness. I just knew it. Sigh. Anyway, I got over it pretty fast.

So the picture-taking session didn't take long. Actually, it was more like 3 minutes. Seriously. All I had to do was: Sit. Smile. Blow (the candles, that is). Repeat. Anyway, I got over it pretty fast.

My cake was, dare I say it, pink. The actual butter cake was covered with white icing but the decorations, flower frosting, etc. were PINK. It wasn't exactly what I wanted (I wanted it to be rectangular, with BIG flowers and GREEN ICING!!! I love green icing. It always tastes different). Anyway, I got over it pretty fast.

Then, my mom told me that when she was at the mall, she saw my two closest friends with another not-so-close friend shopping there! They probably enrolled in school before they went there, but the hardest part was, they didn't even invite me or greet me "Happy Birthday!" even as a text message! I mean, some of the people I'm annoyed with greeted me first. It was a nightmare! I've always had problems with those two specific friends, but this time, I HAVE HAD IT!

I was hurt. I was really hurt. And add it to the fact that they even went with said not-so-close friend. What was that?! Were they replacing me with someone they can automatically relate to?! They know I'm not the most patriotic Filipino around. They know I hate watching local shows, movies, etc. They cannot relate to my hobbies. But they just threw out our many years of friendship! It was a horrible, horrible feeling. I was speechless. I just cannot believe it. They didn't even invite me!!!

I was fine with the other things I told you about. The cake, rev class, videocam, etc. I got over them pretty fast as I already told you hundreds of times, but the one concerning my so-called "best friends" (more like bitch friends, I think!), hah, I'm SOOO NOT OVER IT!

Gawdjeez, I even cried! I mean, yeah, I always cry during my birthday (Still don't know the hell why), but this time, I really felt the pain. I felt the pain of betrayal. Of disloyalty. Of unfaithfulness. Of backstabbing. Of..of...attack. I know they didn't mean for me to know. But I had to know from SOMEBODY ELSE (my mom, for Pete Wentz's sake!) about what they did. It was an excruciating stab of pain. Really.

I told some of my friends about through text, and some of them sympathized with me. (Thanks to Josie and Janno!) I went online and played GoPets, and even strangers (the GoPets players) greeted me, gave me gifts (in form of GoPets items and gold shells). It felt great. I felt special. And then I thought, "Screw the people who aren't grateful for all the things I did for them. Screw those whom I thought had my trust. Screw those pathetic people whom I stupidly made friends with. SCREW THEM!" I would've replaced "screw" with the F-word, but I'm not really an evil person.

All in all, my birthday was bittersweet. I learned a lesson that I would never ever forget, and plus, we're gonna watch DVDs tonight! Yep, that's just the icing on the cake. =D