So, my birthday was spent like this:

Wake up around 11, slept in cause it was saturday and I had a long night before from my Choir concert, and I didn't have to work. Started texting and calling people to see if plans I HAD MADE A MONTH IN FUCKING ADVANCE were still a go. People told me to fuck off, or that they "Forgot" and made plans with someone else. Post a journal on FA and on facebook just saying 'Hey, it's my birthday. Don't everyone flood me with wellwishes all at once now.." . Spent the next 5 hours crying, and knowing I wasn't important enough for people to keep their promises and commitments to me. Went to dinner with my mother and my grandmother, and was thankful at least someone gave a fuck enough to do something with me. Went back home, tried to be positive, but ended up breaking down and considering suicide, cried hard enough I popped a blood vessel in my eye.

All I wanted was to be important enough for one day that someone would approach me first and say "Let's go do something". All I wanted was to not have to pull teeth for someone to acknowledge me. None of you would have even known or cared about this event had I not mentioned anything over the last few weeks, and that makes me so, SO sad. I go out of my way to try and be there for people, even when they don't ask for it, only to have this kind of thing happen...

Thank you for the few people that actually did say at least something yesterday. At least you gave enough of a fuck...