Late and random birthday thought

Given that I turned 19 on Sunday, if you count by exact number of days, my birthday (and this logic may be flawed by a day, but bear with me), it marked one year to the day that I was dumped by Alexis. Which, when I thought about it in class earlier today, is my karmic revenge-I had a chill and fun day to celebrate the one year of getting dumped...via phone...while I was eating the cake she had made and given to me on my 18th birthday. So there, I think I win.