The Axiomatic Musings of a Teen who had the sweetest of sixteens!

I've decided I might actually like people.

I turned 16 yesterday (FINALLY...my friends are getting their driver's licences already...) and it was quite a day to remember. Because I realize that by 16 you really understand who your friends are and are not.
Three different situations occurred yesterday amongst lots of party planning and decorating, and my eyes were opened greatly by each so Imma explain them now :).

Situation 1: I had sent out invitations to most of the 50 people I invited to my party back in mid-September. That included, of course, Tawny and John. By Friday I was down to about 37 definite yes's. Kinda a shame. So at one point in between setting up balloons I got a text from Ash telling me to check Tawny's Facebook. And surprisingly, her status was about how she was going to the Trail of Terror with John and some other people. Ash, being the awesome boyfriend he is, commented, saying, 'I thought you were going to [my] party tonight?' Tawny started making up excuses and whatever about not having a dress to wear etc and not knowing enough people. I texted John too, asking what was up, and he said, 'Oh, i thought [Ash] told you weeks ago I couldn't make it...' etc, etc. So they ended up all hanging out, with another friend of mine that had been invited, and ditching my party that they had known about for a month. Keeping in mind Tawny has thrown parties where Ash and I were some of the only two to commit to going, and I've never missed a Halo night at John's.

Situation 2: Some backstory on this; Ash got his second lung surgery (the same as in July) on Thursday and was in the hospital for a few days because of it. Naturally he was in tons of pain (but doing surprisingly well, texting me all day on Saturday telling me I was amazing and he loved me and missed me :)) so they were giving him crazy amounts of painkillers. Apparently at one point in the day, they gave him a little too much oxy or morphine or SOMETHING cuz he was texting me saying silliness like, 'im really attracted to youiuuu yourw really pretty' etc. Clearly trippy xD. But shortly after that he took a nap, slept it off, and texted me. He had apparently been texting none other than Cissa the same (and worse!) stuff! Like realllly coming on to her strong. All crazy typos and stuff but nevertheless very questionable. Obviously I couldn't be mad because he apologized like CRAZY straight after (to me, and her), swore he never meant/remembered any of it, and even sent me screenshots of the texts so I knew everything. So I wasn't mad at all; in fact, reading the texts, I was really proud :). Because unlike most of Ash's other girl friends that flirt with him like crazy (although he's gotten better at not reciprocating :)), who would have taken advantage of what he was saying, Cissa continuously said stuff like, 'You're being stupid right now, you're supposed to be saying this to [me]' 'Okay what drugs are you on right now because the [Ash] I know loves [me] and would NEVER say that to anyone else' and 'seriously, stop. you don't mean any of this, you love your girlfriend and we're just friends.' Never let up once. And I was just taken aback. It's not that I didn't totally trust her before, it's just that i never totally trusted ANY girl before because I'm always uneasy. With all the issues Ash and I have had (have...)with other girls who are 'just friends' blatantly being flirty to him, I just don't trust many around him anymore. But after that there was just this total flood of relief that like wow, even if my drugged-up boyfriend is throwing himself at her, Cissa would never betray me that way. She's proven 100% that I can actually fully trust her :).

Situation 3: So yeah, Ash was in the hospital since Thursday morning. I knew he wasn't going to make it to my party and it had been making me sad for a month. BUT Saturday his doctors thought he was doing well and took some new X-rays, and decided they could actually send him home!! Now yes, he was still incredibly sore...it was still only 2 days after surgery. But, on his way home from the hospital around 8, he made his parents not only drive to the hall where I had my party, but he STOOD UP OUT OF THE CAR to give me a gentle hug, loving kiss, and to tell me I looked beautiful. Then he came inside for a few minutes to see the cake and say hello to people before giving me a beauuuuutiful necklace as a present and then going back home to rest. I couldn't believe it. He was in so much pain but he did the impossible just to make sure I had a perfect birthday. And I did, and seeing him was the icing on the cake <3.

So there you have it. Three different occurrences that helped me learn a lot about my friends on my birthday. Some are just flakes that no one really needs anyway. Some can prove even the most stubborn cynics wrong. Some will do the amazing just to see you smile because they love you. That night was just amazing, I had so many close friends there who were all so kind, and fun to be around, and just amazing, and it's something I'll never forget. If my year as a 16-year-old is half as good as my first day was, I'll be a happy chicka :).

♪: "With A Little Help From My Friends" by The Beatles.
♫: "Catch Me" by Demi Lovato