I feel so... Blech. I want to cry... And break stuff... He just realized this too. He's trying to make up for it, but he has to work, and go to class (finals...) so we are celebrating tomorrow... At my favorite restaurant. However... We are due for snowpocalypse, tomorrow afternoon. So... I am afraid, I will have another not so great birthday.
I am trying not to feel so put upon... But I do.
It's the one month anti... He didn't actually do it ON my birthday.