Marie's Birthday Part 1

My sister will be celebrating her birthday in approximately 7 hours. She's turning 19.

I love birthdays. Mine, most especially. Almost more, but not quite, than Christmas. I think it's because your birthday is YOUR DAY. YOURS. And on that day, people are extra nice to you and make it as special as possible.

And you do your best to make your day extra-extra special. So it sucks when the 12 hours of your day is spent within the four walls of your classroom. And there's still around 7 hours of sleeping. Which means you get 5 hours to make the day magical.

And it doesn't help when most of your family is far away and all you've got are friends who consider your birthday as the one day in the year that you get to treat them to dinner.

That's more or less what happened last year, on my sister's birthday. She wasn't happy at all. And if it happens again tomorrow, well...

So though my wallet's skinny, I'll try at the very least to make her a bit happy on her special day. I already bought two tiny cakes and I think I'll go out in a few minutes and buy some candles to go with the tiny cake. And if I get a little extra left, I just might be able to buy trinkets. My sister loves useless trinkets and stickers and stuff like that.

Actually, she's not that hard to please at all. It's just that few people go out of their way to please her.

Including me, if truth be told.