I'm going to be 25 in two days. A quarter of a century old. Geez. Haha. I'm going to invite some high school friends and host a BBQ party. Just because I'm actually in the mood of socializing. :P

My loserface of a boyfriend decided that he's going on a trip out of town with his friend(s). On my birthday. "I'll be back by Sunday and we can celebrate valentine." which only made me go UGH. All these years and he STILL doesn't get it... I fucking hate valentine day and I don't celebrate valentine! 

....and my birthday is far more important than a lousy V-day. Six freaking years of us being together and he still doesn't get it.

"But honey, if I was to work on Wednesday, I would still not be able to come to your place for your birthday."

Okie. See, he took 3 days off work from Wed-Fri, and I initially thought it was because he's going to come visit me for my birthday. He just told me his plan of going out of town several days ago.

He asked me if it's alright if he goes out of town, and I just told him that it's fine. I don't have the energy or time to waste getting hissy over this. Been there, done that. If he doesn't get it, he'll never get it, right?

I'm not really bothered. I'm just sick and tired. Tired of trying. Tired of being understanding. Cause it looks like he's not trying damn hard enough. I had been thinking and considering of breaking up with him for months, and this doesn't really put him in good light. XD