I'm so emotional right now, _|_

Not because I'm fooled by the news about judgement day. (I survived!) Not because I've got nothing to do! But whyyyyyy the hell is there such word called coincidence in the first place? Okay enough of making you guess. My dear boyfriend is going for his first ever field camp exactly on my birthday. I know it's on a Monday and it won't make a different but at least I get to hear his voice with a sweet tone saying "Happy birthday". RIGHT?  No contact for 7 days and worse of all, only get to see him after 1 week 5 days. This is crazy!