happy birthday to you or me?

this girl that works at my job, today is her birthday. she's at the mall and she calls me to ask to see if i want some of the lip gloss i was running out of. it's your birthday why are you out buying ME gifts? she buys me 2 chocolate frosted donuts every morning and once a month buys me the new edition of Seventeen. this is all too creepy. she ever asked me one weekend if there was anything i wanted from the mall cause she was bored she wanted to go shopping. what in the hell? i promise on everything i do not like teh girl, at all. i don't even pay her that much attention. why is she trying to buy my love? i don't care. it's whatever, just know i'm a one woman woman. . . . funny thing is it's wrong that im not stopping her. she knows she isnt gong to get anything outta me, i dk why she continues to do it.