Back home and majorly jetlagged

Hi
I got back from Israel yesterday at 11 our time. It was actually a cool experience. I was worried about being with the kids in my grade for 3 weks straight but things went ok. I got closer to a bunch of people I never had a chance to really talk to in school.M birthday was over the trip so everyone was extra nice me (some so nice you could tell it was fake...). Nathan was especially nice, telling me "Happy Birthday" whenever he saw me. That night (our last night) at dinner they had 2 cakes for me and everybody sang. By far my favorite part of the day was 12 am when Elektra, Keren, and I were packing. At 12 Keren got off her cell phone and they both sang to me. Then we heard noise in the hall so Keren and I went to see what it was. It was a group of Israeli guys and when they were told it was my birthday they sang to me to :). It was a fun trip and I'm glad I decided to go. I really really missed my friends though and I'm seriously jet lagged. At 2 pm today I was kinda tired so I decided to take a small nap...imagine my surprise when I woke up an it was 4 in the morning!!!

My messed up birthday

So apparently when I was in Israel my asshole father decided to send me flowers. First of all, he didn't even send them on the right day! Second of all he signed the card "sorry things are the way they are" when everything is his own damn fault anyway and he knows that no that I'm 18 I never want to see him again.
An old friend decided to call me on my birthday. We haven't talked since freshman yr and he all of a sudden wants to talk. Since when does he know my birthday or my phone number? We're not friends anymore so I wonder why he suddenly decided to call me. What could have been the catalyst to make him pick up the phone? What a weird birthday, having to deal with 2 people who cut themselves out of my life suddenly wanting back in.