Another day will be added to my collection of boring days again… I thought to myself as I was on my way to school, replying bunch of greetings from my friends and acquaintances. Half of the day went slowly, I received tons of personal greetings already and a birthday song from my classmates. Not bad, I thought. I think this day’s going pretty well. Before lunch, I asked my mom to include my book (The Lost Hero; shout out to Rick Riordan.) that I forgot to bring in school and of course, my money that I would use to treat my friends with since it’s my birthday (It’s a tradition.) inside my lunch box. Lunch came by, I walked to the guard house to get my lunch by myself because my friends, Mae Anne and Louise, said that they’ll just follow me to our usual eating spot. And as I was about to get my lunch box, one of the guards said “O, eto. May pera raw dito.” I hurried back to my classroom immediately to check it, I opened my lunch box, got the book and scan through the pockets of my lunch box. Shoot. I didn’t see any money inside. I was frantically searching, I am no longer in the mood. I paced back and forth with my eyebrows furrowed then a schoolmate greeted me but I just shrugged her off. (Sorry, Leigh. *peace*) I decided to call my Aunt, saying that there’s no money inside my lunch box. I went back into searching and one of my classmates noticed and asked me “Ano bang hinahanap mo?” I just answered him, “Wala.” I calmed myself down and looked at my book again, scanning every pages of it… Still no sign of a blue colored paper. I closed it and caught a glimpse of the money inside the plastic cover. *facepalms* I was in the verge of laughing hysterically for being mad and worried about something so petty when Jennah, Mae Anne and Darlene called out for me so that we could eat already. Fast forward to eating my lunch, I opened my lunch box again and it dawned on me that I got no utensils to use. (Ugh, shrimp pa naman ulam ko.) I checked my water bottle and found out that it wasn’t refilled, still completely empty. There, my mood changed sour again. I called my Aunt again to complain about my missing supplies. I caught my friends’ attention and they laughed. “Birthday mo pa naman ngayon.” I know right. And it feels like nothing’s going on my way. I sulked and just opened my book to read, I felt the familiar feeling whenever you’re about to cry. I blinked a few times, saying to myself “Don’t cry. Don’t be such a child.” Jennah, being a good friend to me (as always) volunteered that she’ll just borrow utensils from the canteen. I let her do what she wanted and just focused on trying not to burst in tears. She came back and said “O eto.” and I, being the usual stubborn girl, just nodded and said “Sige, lagay mo lang dyan.” I heard Gyan’s teasing “Hoo! Kumain ka na nga.” so I did since I couldn’t handle my hunger anymore, I just decided to swallow my stubbornness. In the midst of struggling to eat my unpeeled shrimps, I heard a commotion just in front of me and there… I saw my classmates and friends lined up with balloons shaped like a flower, walking towards me. I was speechless. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The situation that I only just see happening to some people and in my imagination is happening to me right there. Each of my friends started giving me their balloons, I took it, of course. Smiling like an idiot at them. I honestly didn’t expected something big like this, It only used to appear in my dreams. I even said to myself before that if something like this happens, I’ll consider it as an achievement because for me… People wouldn’t do anything like that if they don’t like you. And obviously to this people, they do like me which is unbelievable. I never considered myself as one of those kind and friendly people. It was hard for me to believe that these people even bothered to set up something like this. That moment, I felt so important. Really important, I just wanted to cry. But of course (since I needed to act tough) I didn’t. I accepted everything they gave to me, from the balloons to the gifts to the cake. I am really thankful, you have no idea how much I am.
4PM came by quickly than I expected. Soon, it was time to go home and celebrate with my friends. Honestly, I think fun is an understatement to describe my birthday. It was fun-filled memories in such a short time with the most amazing friends I have in my life.
After all of them left, I spent time answering greetings from Facebook and Twitter. Then, the thing that I’ve been waiting to do all day was to read their letters for me. Special mention to the three people with long letters written in yellow pad– Jennah, Tala and my bestfriend, Darlene. Thank you to these three girls for bothering to write such long letters for me and of course to Darlene, for making me cry. Kudos, shistah.
(Please, if any of you guys ever got to read this, just ignore and pretend I didn’t say bunch of cheesy stuff in here.)
