birthday!!!

my birthdaay :))

kinda recently it was my birthday it was nice. my dad called the school so i got the morning off, me and him went out for breakfast together. What's even better is that i guessed how much insulin i would need and i was perfectly right!! i didnt spike after or anything.

he got me a pack of conte in like aton of colours which is really cool. i havent used them yet but it will be fun i think. i also got a shark plushie (i knoww so basic lolol) and its super cute. her name is hard-drive :D

on the weekend after my bd i went out to dinner withm ybrother and my mom and it turned out to be a surprise party. THe dining room was on the upstairs level of a building, so mymom brought me and my brother down to see our friends. I was kind of uncomfortable at the fact that my mom didn't tell me my friends were coming.... i felt kinda weird so  i went to the bathroom to calm down.

me nd my mom got into an argument about it later about how i was unappreciative of what she did and she was mad at me for not liking the surprise..

but anyways. after i calmed down i went out to my friends' table and i had a good time. it was nice (stilll wish my mom would've just told me that they were coming though..)

i also got a doctor who poster for my birthday! it hasn't arrived yet but i saw a pic of what it's going to look like and it's so cool i am gonna hand it on my wall it's gonna be so cool.

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it's kind of weird to think of myself as sixteen now. when i was younger i always imagined that by sixteen i'd be super old and mature and cool and that i would have everything figured out. well. i certainly don't. I thought that things would be easy once I was sixteen (and i thought i'd be out by now too lol!). I don't very well feel sixteen, either.

It's also crazy to think that the courses i'm taking this semester and next semester will determine the path i'll go for once i am in university. cos apparently you're supposed to apply midway through grade 11... it feels a bit unfair. Assuming i'll live till 80, being 16 means i am 20% through my life. How am i supposed to make decisions about what I'm going to do for like 80% of my life when i havent even lived half of it??? crazy stuff.

everyone makes it out to seem that sixteen is a huge year for you, and that a lot of stuff changes when you're sixteen but like.. idk. everything all feels pretty the same to me