Today is my birthday. Or yesterday, I guess, if you go by the subeta clock... soo, what did I do?

Well, it started out great. A convention that I've been waiting months to go to opened.

BUUUT... because I didn't pre-register, I spent 2 1/2 hours standing in line -on a bad knee (at least I wore my brace?)

Went to some panels, then got dinner with a friend, where I stupidly did not order what I wanted to order (because immediately before all the girls in the group were talking about how unhealthy and high in calories the dish was. I just should have fucking ordered it, not given a shit about what they thought. But I didn't, so I ate a much smaller dish and didn't get the necessary caloric intake for an already very active day.)

Then I went to some of the panels that I wanted to go to, I missed. (The FMA panel was fun, so was the one on how to use tropes and cliches to your advantage in literature, where I got to meet a fan author that I've been following for years)

Texted the friend that I got a ride with. She had told me previously that she was probably going to leave at about midnight. Midnight was getting close and she was in an event/panel that I wasn't.

By this time my blood sugar was very low, so I tried to find something to eat- but the vendors room as well as concessions were closed and there was a distinct lack of vending machines. I couldn't walk to any of the restaurants because my right knee is a piece of shit. So I waited, thinking it would be alright until I got home.

Waited an hour, texted my friend again.

Waited 20 more minuets, and texted her again.

It was nearing 1 AM.

Then called her.

And called her again.

Then called home, where I asked my dad if he could come pick me up- but low and behold, here I am stupidly thinking that my friend was still here and that I could get a ride with her. I said "no" to the ride as it would take just as long for him to get up there (40 minuets) as it would for the dance that my friend was supposedly in to get out.

Waited until 1 AM when the panel that I thought she was going to got out.

Went to a "pajama party" where I played various games with other attendees, waiting for a text or a call, or anything.

Check to see if there is an internet connection (where I could have PMed a friend who was staying in a nearby hotel) which there wasn't.

2AM Convention closes for the night, realize I've been ditched and call home.

Wait for another half hour while my rescue party is making the trip. By this time I hadn't eaten in nine hours which for someone with hypoglycemia is very bad.

Wait another forty minuets for my ride to pick me up, in which no less than three people- two con security and the janitor asked me if I was alright and had a ride. I was literally the last one at the center, which hours previously had held around 3000 people. Ten minuets to when my ride was be there I was starting to worry as he said he'd be there sooner. I'll say it right out, I've got a shitload (2? 3?) or anxiety disorders including panic attacks, and have abandonment issues. Phone is almost out of batteries, and I only have one game on it which I got through about a level a minuet on. Call home, mom answers and talks me through the last ten minuets (well, 9 minuets and 23 seconds) while waiting for my ride home.

Where we then promptly got lost in the parking lot, while trying to find some 24 hour store to get me something to eat.

Finally got home around three, and made it to bed around three thirty. The next day (20th) I wouldn't have gone, 'cept I had already spent my money to get in and had an obligation as part of the costume contest. Went to the costume contest, learned some new stuff, came home.

TL,DR; My birthday was shit. Not a good way to start a decade.

So yeah, happy fucking birthday ! :/

if it makes you feel any better, i haven't had a good birthday since i was like 16. i'm 21. yeah. it will happen eventually i'm sure but so far they are normally just the designated bad day of the year for me.

man, that really stinks :( I swear I'm always taking an exam on my birthday. And it's cold and wet and I do not like cold + wet.

I hope that the rest of today's much better ;A;

Are you planning to throttle the nitwit who was supposed to give you a ride? I would.

I'm sorry your birthday ended so badly. I hope the rest of the year makes up for it!

Well,l no, not really, but at least we can be together in our misery?

Heheh, well, at least you (usually) know about an exam before hand! And yeah, me too...

I did swear at her rather violently the next day- which I rarely do. Admittedly, I was/am far more hurt than anything else. And yeah, I hope the rest of this year/decade goes well. If it follows the trend my life has been following the past few years though.... -sigh-

Yeah, it's not really a vote of confidence in her favor, especially if she knows the troubles you have and that she ditched anyway. You could have been hurt or hospitalized. :(

i havent had a good birthday since i was 11 or 12

I haven't had a good birthday in a few years either. When I turned 20, I really wanted to buy myself a dog, for my present my mom got me zhouzhou pet hamster (those electric toys) and laughed her ass off. Then when I turned 21, none of my friends live around so I didn't even go out to have my first drink or anything, and didn't get anything memorable either. My birthday is less than a month away, and I'm less than thrilled. But I would really have a talk with that friend of yours if I were you, it is NOT okay to leave someone when you're going to a big event. She should have buddy systemed with you, a really good friend would've brought you snacks ( I would have). I hope you're feeling better about the whole ordeal hugs

I mean, I can sort of understand why she left, seeing that in past years I've left around ten. But I always texted her, or told her or something. This has got me really worried about going with her to an out of state convention like Expo which I was planning for my 21st.

As for the zhou-zhou thing... wow... just... wow. That is beyond cruel :/ -hugs-

Bleh. I've got anxiety problems too. But at least you got to go to a convention. I haven't been to one in years. Like, not since I was super into Star Trek in middle school...I'm talking the late 90s here, lol. My stupid worthless friends are going to a Supernatural convention Saturday and I kind of want to disown them for it. -_- I couldn't have gone anyways, because I have to work and I have an art show that day, but it would have been nice to have been asked earlier instead of 'Oh, so-and-so can't go, would you like to?' I really want to go to a Doctor Who convention though...if there's ever one even somewhat close to me, I'm going. If Matt Smith or David Tennant are going to be there, not only am I so definitely going, but I will probably sleep out for tickets and try to sneak back stage. ^^;;;;

As far as crappy birthdays go though, mine are usually just dinner with my parents. My aunt and uncle never seem to want to see us, or at least never seem to try and make time to come over. And my so-called friends...well, last birthday we all went out to my favorite pub...and I still had to pay for my dinner. -_- Granted, none of us are the least bit close to rich, but still...it's my birthday...I shouldn't have to pay.

Oh dear! I hate it when people ditch me in the middle of the night. I had an appointment once for a Silvester party. A girl I loosely knew and I wanted to share a taxi. At 4:30 AM, she tells me "Taxi comes in half an hour" and I was okay with that. So when I get downstairs at 5 AM: no one's there, no taxi... I call her, and you know what she says? "Oh, I found some other girls who wanted to share a taxi, so we took it, I'm already on the way home, good night" Erm, yes. Thank you very much. I repeat, 5 o'clock in the morning, and taking a taxi alone is expensive shit. I decided to stay until I could use public transport then, but I was really tired and I knew very few people at the party. No good start for a new year, either. ;) Okay, enough with the rant about what happened to me once. I hope you're a bit better by now, and that your next year won't be as bad as you fear - and your decade neither! :) Best wishes!