Wisdom of Age
So it's the 18th anniversary of ma vie sur terre.
I don't feel any different. I just feel like it's another day gone by in my life that seems to make me forget that there is such a thing as time because it goes by so fast.
"Did I just see that? It was so fast...."
Tempus fugit, indeed.
I feel like I should have gotten an epiphany that reveals the secret of life the moment it turned midnight, 00:00 December 4th, 2008. But nothing of the sort came. I was disappointed, curious, amused. It's 5:32AM. I'm still waiting for it.
18 is a huge number. It's a number where things actually start becoming more accessible. Cigarettes, Porn, Enlisting. But of course the more important things like gambling and alcohol are 3 more years away. Not to say I haven't had my share of either of those. :P
Earlier on the night of Wednesday, I started thinking: what's in a birthday that makes us feel lonely or feel ecstatic? There is something..."taboo" about the subject of birthdays. Something that makes it more significant than other days. I've been trying to lessen its importance and its value. Because the more important and the bigger deal it is, the more hurt I'm leaving myself open for. But I've been blessed with amazing friends. It's been okay so far.
It always feels like my birthday NEVER comes around but other peoples' always comes around a lot more often. Maybe it's because my birthday is always at the end of the year and in December, 20 days before Christmas. I always feel like Christmas never rolls around but there have been MANY more Junes, Julys, Augusts, Septembers, Octobers. I refuse to believe that there have been as many birthdays as there have been starts of schools or Halloween. It's weird...GAH.
Still thinking too much, methinks.
Why can't I just be normal for once?
Anyway, happy day for me, I suppose.
I don't feel any different. I just feel like it's another day gone by in my life that seems to make me forget that there is such a thing as time because it goes by so fast.
"Did I just see that? It was so fast...."
Tempus fugit, indeed.
I feel like I should have gotten an epiphany that reveals the secret of life the moment it turned midnight, 00:00 December 4th, 2008. But nothing of the sort came. I was disappointed, curious, amused. It's 5:32AM. I'm still waiting for it.
18 is a huge number. It's a number where things actually start becoming more accessible. Cigarettes, Porn, Enlisting. But of course the more important things like gambling and alcohol are 3 more years away. Not to say I haven't had my share of either of those. :P
Earlier on the night of Wednesday, I started thinking: what's in a birthday that makes us feel lonely or feel ecstatic? There is something..."taboo" about the subject of birthdays. Something that makes it more significant than other days. I've been trying to lessen its importance and its value. Because the more important and the bigger deal it is, the more hurt I'm leaving myself open for. But I've been blessed with amazing friends. It's been okay so far.
It always feels like my birthday NEVER comes around but other peoples' always comes around a lot more often. Maybe it's because my birthday is always at the end of the year and in December, 20 days before Christmas. I always feel like Christmas never rolls around but there have been MANY more Junes, Julys, Augusts, Septembers, Octobers. I refuse to believe that there have been as many birthdays as there have been starts of schools or Halloween. It's weird...GAH.
Still thinking too much, methinks.
Why can't I just be normal for once?
Anyway, happy day for me, I suppose.