Half of my Heart

It indeed has been a while since I've thrown my 2 cents into the world so here we go again. I've had a very busy week that began with 2 crazy days at work, the 2nd being my birthday. Which, sucked. That sounds bratty because I was actually very pleased that I had some friends that came out to enjoy drinks at Fox and the Hound. But, it did suck. I went to work rather than being a bum like everyone else on their birthdays and its almost like I get punished. Granted, I understand things have to be done that suck, etc. But there is no reason that myself and a crew of 3 should be cleaning a. Drill hall because a solider didn't clean the drill hall after his rental nor did he ensure it was clean. I understand the concept that you help one another out but seriously he was irresponsible and when other soliders mess up rentals and are required to clean them alone during non-work hours, so should he. And SERIOUSLY ON MY BIRTHDAY?! I want everyday to be a good one, don't get me wrong. But my birthday is something I build myself up to for months. Its the only day I truely want to be great. Then, Fox was pretty good only my friends pretty much had me drinking like a maniac, pretty sure I had alcohol poising, not even kidding. My fault also, im very aware. Never drinking again. Goodness. Then I was sick as a dog. And what I wanted, actually all I wanted for my bday was no where to be seen. Certain friends and flowers. I told my parents all I wanted for my bday was flowers. And, they put 50 dollars in my account. Im totally appreciative of it, but flowers mean more to me than money, they at least are picked out for you. So. Sad day. Yes I was disappointed. Yes. I will whine. Birthdays are a big deal to me and all I want these days is to invest in me what I do in them. I dont believe in living half-hearted, half-assed. Maybe that's just too much to ask. Oh well, looks like i'll be a loner if its too much of a demand.