A Birthday Girl’s Post – The REAL Version

I just turned twenty one years old last Tuesday. So how did I spend my birthday?

A night before that special day, I spent my whole afternoon in Figaro at Gateway finishing some pending tasks. Cai and Louis went there after their exhausting work and MRT adventure. The three of us had dinner and I am happy because that moment made me realize that you can really find good and reliable friends in the blogosphere.

We all went home at around 9:30 and my mom called me up. She says she misses me and that Carlo and Ate Virgie misses me too. I heard Carlo at the background singing the song “The Sweet Escape” and I was like, “Awww.. I wish you are here with me right now“. He refused to talk to me that time so I decided to hang up.

An hour before the clock strikes 12 midnight, My cellphone keeps on beeping. My inbox was somewhat filled with some birthday greetings. I am really happy because some people who are close to my heart made an effort to be the first to greet me a happy birthday. I went online and chatted with a few blog friends. I got irritated with one person and it almost ruined my night.

When the clock finally strikes 12 midnight, YM PMs and Twitter messages started pouring in. I am really thankful to them for making me happy that time. I was hoping for more respondents at my so-called “Blog Parteeh” post. I’m still looking for commenter #21 up to this day. Three more comments to go!

When I finally decided to sleep and turn my laptop off, I took a deep breath and look around the room – There’s no one here right now. I’m alone.

I had a feeling that if I won’t sleep, I’ll end up crying. So I slept.

I woke up at around 1:30pm, a bit late for lunch. I checked my cellphone and I received 14 messages. I also received some greetings on my Multiply, Friendster, Facebook and Twitter accounts. Even some of the forumers of PEX greeted me. I am deeply touched.

Before eating my lunch, I gave my grannies in Dagupan a call. They greeted me a happy birthday and asked me about my plans. I told them that I’ll be attending an event for bloggers at night then they hanged up.

I was pretty upset and i don’t know why. I ate my lunch, watch Prinsesa ng Banyera, took a bath, dressed up and went to greenhills to have a pedicure. The manicurista somewhat murdered my nails. Sheesss.. then on my way to the MRT station, I almost slipped.

I went to MRT Ayala to wait for Maki. I ordered some fries and coke to ease my boredom. When she finally arrived, we went to Glorietta to get a cab. Too bad there’s a lot of passengers who wants to ride too so we ended up riding a shuttle bus. Thank God the seats are more comfortable. Cai texted me asking if where we are. After a few minutes, she and Louis rode on the same bus. Destiny? haha. I think the four of us are actually siblings on our past lives LOL.

Maki and I were lucky enough to get some gift certificates from Cuilliere so we ended up eating in a high class restaurant. It is when I realized that I wouldn’t be eating in an expensive restaurant using my own money LOL.

After the oh-so-good-and-so-delicious dinner, we went straight to MAG:NET Cafe for the Loser’s Party sponsored by David and Goliath. I am somewhat surprised that majority of the bloggers that night greeted me a happy birthday (Click here to read my super loser blog post about the event hehe). Some even managed to shake my hand and make beso-beso, which i really appreciated. Too bad I wasn’t able to join in the games.

When the short-but-fun show ended, some of the bloggers went straight home. Maki had to go home early. Louis and Cai still have tons of work to do the next day. When we parted ways, I dunno.. tears were like running down. I actually hate the feeling of being emo infront of a lot of people. I ended up joining the other bloggers like Shari, Robby, Joy, Reyn, LA and Aaron. I am happy because these bloggers did made me smile on that moment. We went to Cupcakes then had a small talk at Brother’s Burger. We took some pictures and in a way, I was able to know them a bit better especially Aaron and Shari.

When I got home, I decided to give my mom a call. She told me that they also have their own celebration in England for my birthday. My mom’s friend bought a pink cake, Ate Virgie cooked my favorite pansit and they also have ice cream. Carlo talked to me this time and he kept on saying “Birthday… Ate.. Happy Birthday! I Love You!”. I quietly cried.

My mom and I had a little talk. She kept on asking me how it feels like turning twenty one. I told her that I think it’s about time that I think of myself – my wants, my needs and all that. She agreed and she expressed how much she misses me. I told her to stop it because i might end up crying out loud. She asked me about random stuff until I realized that we were talking for like 25 minutes already and I was the one who called her up using my mobile phone! My golly!

I honestly told her that I am happy because some of my blogger friends were with me to make me feel special as i turned twenty one, but I’ll be happier if Carlo was by my side.

When I finally said tata and i love you to her, I read about the sad news that happened in Burma where more than 250,000 people were affected with the Cyclone. You know what I felt that moment? I felt like a lucky lady. I am lucky because I am still alive.. A year older, wiser and stronger.

I can do this! I will survive!