Happy Birthday to Me.

Yes, today is my birthday. And I am extremely unhappy (at least, at the moment).
This day has come with a wave of emotions. First it was feigned nonchalance. That got me through getting dressed while I was at home, until I saw my new phone. The next stage was sheer happiness. Brand new cell phone, I get to spend the day with my best friend & my favorite beverage. Happiness lasts until I get in the car & have to drive to school. By this time, I'm just annoyed with traffic & why I'm not at school already with all of my friends. When I get to school, my annoyance has lifted, and I've returned to happiness.
Side note: You know that feeling when a day is reaally important to you, but you don't want to set any expectations because you don't want them to make the day a disappointment when they don't get met? You know how you end up setting those expectations anyway? Yeahh, that's what I was feeling when I walked up the stairs this morning. Back to the story...
So I walked up the stairs, and I see Chelsea Parlett & Torrie Kendall first, who run up to me screaming "It's your birthday!!" You cannot imagine the smile on my face when that happened. The feeling of being loved by your best friends is something that cannot be surmounted by any other feeling. Then I look over to William & give him a hug, expecting something unwillingly and being punished for doing so. But we will get to that later.
At this point, I am entering CST Testing with a smile on my face. I'm excited for the day ahead of me with my best friend, and I'm still riding on the high I felt after I got my phone. For the time-being, I dismiss Will & his forgetfulness.
Star testing, blah blah blah, bored out of my mind, but "only boring people get bored."
After testing, lunch. I finally find Trey, whose cupcake had been haunting me all morning long, and deliver his treat along with some "Happy Birthday" cheer (we share the same "special" day). Walk downstairs with William, still feeling giddy & excited. After lunch, I'm a little bit anxious. And starving. Don't forget starving. I was so happy to finally go to this tea house that I hadn't been to in years. They have the GREATEST tea, most delicious salads & soups, and everything is just to die for. So Chelsea and I headed off to the Posh Peasant with high hopes. Hopes that would only be crushed when we arrived to see "CLOSED" on the door. Turns out, they're not open on Mondays. A small fact I could have figured out if I would have called the place like I planned. Issue #1 of the day. I was sooo upset. So Chelsea and I decided to just go activate my phone. It was a quick, 5-minute process, then we could either go to the Los Rios tea house, or just go get some food in the area. Mood: hopeful. When we dropped off my phone, they couldn't get it to turn on. The contacts wouldn't transfer, so I just told them that I would go get food & come back for it in about a half hour. At this time, I was a little concerned. I had to get Chelsea back to school in an hour & 20 minutes. Issue #2. How was I going to eat, get my phone, and drive her back to school in the time she needed to be there for dance? What a worried birthday girl I was. It was too much of a drive for the Los Rios tea house, so we went to El Ranchito. Chelsea decided just to get a sandwich, so I ate Mexican food while she had Subway. After the meal, I was full (a little TOO full) and satisfied. But there was still the matter of my phone & Chelsea. So I drove to the Sprint store to see their progress. There was none. I told them to screw the contacts, I could manually input them myself. Just ACTIVATE the phone. Which they did, after about 10 minutes of me waiting there aimlessly. Ran in the car, raced Chelsea back to school (with 12 minutes to spare), and started fixing some of the contacts while Brendan was at practice. I was in superstar mode at this point. I had gotten over all of my obstacles for the day, but it still felt like something was missing. Today hadn't been significant at all. Nothing turned out the way it was supposed to, or the way I expected it to. This feeling was only amplified when Will asked me if I was mad that he didn't get me anything for my birthday. HELL YEAH. But more than anything, I was mad at myself for expecting something more than what I knew would probably happen. I know I shouldn't beat myself up, but if you set expectations, they're bound to get knocked down. That's a lesson I learned the hard way a looong time ago.
Now I'm just sad. Plain sad. Disappointed in him, upset with the situation, angry with myself. Everything's been so lackluster today. It's supposed to be my happiest day of the year, and I find myself asking, "Is today over yet?" That's definitely not a good sign. I suppose we all have our bad days. It's just terrible that mine happened on "my day."