So I had a bit of an unproductive weekend......that's okay considering the circumstances. Came off a tough week of midterms Needless to say, those were somesleepless nights lol. My housemate, Jake, also had his birthday this weekend so we decided to hold him a surprise birthday. It was one of my other housemate's ideas. So the birthday party was yesterday during the evening. My housemate and I were in charge of taking Jake outta the house. We found ways to kill some time so that everyone could get the chance to come over at our house and setup. When we got home, it was obviously quiet. My other roommate was in the kitchen just washing dishes. It was perfect, everyone, like 15 to 20 people were hiding in Jake's room. He always goes straight to his room when we get home so he opened the door and surpriseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee lol. It was pretty good and he was shocked. He was also greeted by a cool baked cake with lots of yummy frosting. Anyways right after his happy birthday song was finished, they brought another cake and were singing again. This cake was meant for me. My birthday happens to be this week too. I mean I should be super excited right? Strangely I wasn't. I was sort of half-expecting this because the perfect time to do a birthday cake cutting with so many people around would have been jake's birthday party? I just felt they were stealing his show, not that it really took away from much of it. He got lots of gifts and a lot of his friends were there. Our mutual friends were there and I didn't receive any gifts. I just sort of feel like it was a last minute addition. Like oh my birthday is coming up soon, we might as well add my cake in too. I'm being ungrateful aren't I? Like why am I just glossing over the positive? The fact is they did get a cake for me, right? I sort of feel a little under the water, because his cake was baked and it seems a lot of effort went into making it. They didn't buy his cake. Mine was just bought. Could've been done an hour before I showed up. I dunno, I just feel.........like I shouldn't be feeling like I am right now. Anyways what's more is the girl I really like didn't bother to show up for the surprise part of the evening. I guess she couldn't have really known that we did my cake cutting too. Or maybe she just really didn't care which is a depressing possibility. I don't think we even talked at all during the evening. Not a feel good evening for me that's for sure. Evening was good, but I can't really shake this unsatisfying feeling about the night. I'm just being awfully ungrateful right?