I’m crying Right now, because you told me that Saturday is no big deal. That we’ll do what I hate. That you’ll get me the most impersonal gift there is.
Don’t you know me enough to personalize it a little? Why do you make a big deal of her’s and not mine?
I shouldn’t be surprised. She is the favorite one, right Mom?
I wonder if my best friend will remember.
My birthday is on Saturday.
Happy birthday to me.