I originally didn't want to post this, thinking it might reflect bad on me. However, this is *MY* space. I want to remember that I was here at one point in life.
On the night of my birthday, I felt a little restless knowing that I'm supposed to be out celebrating my annual 'day of aging'. Yet I was studying for my GRE at home. Decided that I need to live a little tonight, I called up my friends in town to have a small celebration while studying at a coffee shop. I thought, that's gotta spice up my evening a bit.
So I bought three pieces of my favourite chestnut cake, brought a candle, and prepare to have the smallest birthday celebration ever. Two friends were supposed to join me, but I ended up eating two pieces of cake and blowing out the candle with only a friend.. who went out and asked the smokers outside Tim Horton's to light up the candle for me. (must have been embarrassing, thanks dude)
I can't say I'm not a bit disappointed.. but I guess it starts the year with a bit of bitterness. Perhaps it's a rite of passage.. time for me to move on from worrying about petty little things like this to bigger things.
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