I can't remember the last time I actually looked forward to my birthday. This year is not an exception.

I'm writing early today so that I'm still fresh and less resentful of the day. I haven't been up for more than a couple hours so it hasn't completely sunk in yet that the day has yet to commence. I've received various birthday wishes already, but I'm sure those will phase out as the day continues. Maybe they're wanting to get it out of the way as soon as possible as well.

My mom will be calling me later and my sister has yet to do/say anything. She usually saves her bit for later in the day; keep me on my toes. I think she actually forgot last year, but she made up for it a few days later.

After the 'what-the-fuck-is-happening-to-me' day I had yesterday, I'm feeling slightly better. And by better, let's just say I haven't puked yet. The 3 chicken nuggets that I ate yesterday were able to stay down. It was all I could bring myself to consume. I heated up 5, but 3 was enough to fill me. Which makes sense; all the rest of the contents of my stomach evacuated themselves leaving just a tiny, empty space. If I had eaten all 5, I probably would have been sick again.

Other than dinner, I have no plans for the day. I'm still rather curious as to what they would have been had things continued on as they were a couple months ago. Then again, as I've said countless times, if I don't know what I'm missing out on, I can't be disappointed.

Now to just keep repeating that over and over again until today passes. Can we fast forward through time yet?

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