So my father came back home (he was gone for a month because my mom lives in a different city because of work), he came back on my birthday and gave me a box of chocolates (A GOOD ONE!) and now he's taking me to a restaurant for a birthday feast :DDD

You have no idea how happy I am because I was expecting.... nothing. And the thought of having nothing on my birthday always scares me, because having my favourite holiday tainted by a lack of worship and admiration would be horrible....

And food is literally the best thing ever, and I'm getting soooooooooo much food on my birthday :)))) day good.