Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On How I Surprised Everybody By Missing My Surprise Birthday Party And this is how I missed my own surprise birthday party: Yesterday, attacked by major boredom, I called up my new convicted-felon-possibly-bipolar stranger-friend, and we decided to hang out together. Why did I call him up, when I had just OH SO many of my friends to pick from? Because all of them insisted they were going to be just OH SO extremely busy this weekend, so I did not even bother. So yesterday evening, tired, I come back home and finally check my messages. Although glued to my cell 24/7, I did not realize that I missed around ten calls. Each one of them were asking me when will I arrive, why am I so late, and so on. Where was I supposed to arrive? To what event was I so late? The plot thickened! So I kept on listening to the voice mail. Only the last v.m. revealed that I missed my bday party! It took me couple hours to piece all the information together, but this is the rundown of all the whats and whys and becauses: 1/ I hate surprise bday parties. If I am tricked into going to my own surprise party, I will thank the guests, and then leave. And that is how I missed my own surprise birthday party which was a complete surprise to me. Trust me, it was. My b-day party part deux will occur on 12/06 and it better kick yesterday party's ass. Or I will raise some b-day-girl-diva ass! 9:17 a.m. - November 23, 2008 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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