like most times, when a friend of mine has a birthday, I make them a birthday cake. A friend of mine who I care very much about asked me to make it the day before. I agreed to it and began the amazing journey of doing everything in the middle of the night after work and school. Since I do it all the time apparently, it was no problem to muster the strength. I got three hours of sleep and I brought the cake in to be met with gratitude and excitement. Although I felt used for making the cake, I was happy knowing that I did something that meant a lot to the people around me. It means a lot to me so I keep doing it. I'm super tired now and ready to go to sleep, but for the first time in quite a while, I'm happy :)
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