We only breathe for so long.

The day before my birthday was totally unforgettable. In a good and bad way. I somehow managed to hit my face with the volleyball. Friggin axons and dendrites did not coordinate with me. It was hella embarrassing since it was tournament time already. Everybody saw that. tsk Oh well, I told myself to suck it up. Things happen.

I spent the rest of my afternoon with my girl friends and some of my guy friends who managed to give me a simple surprise. I was extremely touched. I swear to God. I didn't expect anything to be given to me on that particular day.

I had to carry this while I rode the jeep along with a million other stuff.

I honestly was DYING to open these the time I got home, but they told me to open it on my birthday. UGH

I was glad that I opened it on the day of my birthday, it made things even more special. :) Thank you my loves. :>

Belated Happy Nineteenth Birthday to me. 

When I read the palancas, I can't help but smile and cry a little. Just a little. :P I am loooved. You see, I am not having a great start for my 2011. Reading how much I am appreciated and loved makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I am such a sentimental person. I swear to God. Everything means so much to me, it doesn't matter if it's a simple thing. I always think, "It's the thought that counts.".

My birthday turned out to be a simple celebration. We had a little get together with my relatives come dinner time, my mom and I went to church then we bought some cake and ice cream for dessert. Lovely. :)