My 13th birthday was the worst day of my life and it was 100% my fault.

I'm 14 now(boy) and i'm not sure why but i remember this day and it makes me smile. It started off with me being cocky about *maybe* getting a gameboy colour. We were going into the shopping centre and i was talking about it like i already had it, even i knew i had to earn it but i was just trying to make it seem like it was already a given. When we got to the shop to purchase it, my dad told me i had to download the necessary apps for school but i had to pay for them off my allowance and the gameboys price was more than my remaining allowance so my smug ass decided to walk out without it. I was later grounded for doing this but that wasn't it. I was told to get ready for bed and i was too busy with fortnite to do so. I was still in my school clothes and i didn't even make my bed so i just got sent to bed the way i was. To top it off i called my dad a dickhead... Not my finest hour. I went to bed, still in my school clothes, without my gameboy colour, with an unmade bed and i was grounded. I don't think i'll forget this birthday as it was the day i learned humility.