And Just When You Thought It's Over!

A week after my birthday. Yep, I thought my birthday excitement had died just as fast as the Bieber Fever. But I was wrong.
In the morning I ate some suspicious-tasting breakfast. Well, it's damn suspicious alright. I got hit with the food poisoning effects right after lunch - stomach ache, spinning headache and I threw up a few times. My friends asked me to get together for some karaoke jamming session that night but honey, me and pukes and loud awful voices just don't go together. So I declined.
Well it turns out (surprise surprise!) that they had a birthday party surprise for me! So there were people and cupcakes and no birthday girl (she was busy sitting by the toilet bowl). But that didn't stop them, no sir.
They brought the party to my house!!!
Sure I was green and looked like Coutney Love on a bad drunken day (which is everyday for her, really), and I think I smelled like porridge. But good friends and cupcakes? Ultimate remedy.
They even brought me two accessory necklaces (thank God they were super nice and tasteful. Otherwise it'll be like that time I had to wear a fugly shirt with prints that looked like cat poop because I had it as a present).
Thank you guys! I know that it's inevitable that one day we might go our seperate ways and won't see each other as much. But this is definitely one of the things I'll remember for a loooong time.
Well at least until I'm seventy. Who knows if I'll even still remember my name by then.