It’s my birth month!!! *throws confetti* I’m one of those people who still get excited for their birthdays. I set up dinner, hold a small gathering or throw a party for myself every year. This year, though, it’s going to be tough to celebrate. I’m still excited for a great number of things happening this month, my birthday included, but it just doesn’t have the usual feel, for obvious reasons.
This is the first time I’m going to have my birthday here in the US. As the Philippines is threatened by typhoons this time of year, it is going to be my first time to experience a birthday in the summer. Summer. My season. It would be just fantastic to have a luau, wouldn’t it? But I don’t have friends friends here…at least not at the moment. I don’t even have my family here. Come to think of it, this is the first time, in 10 years, that I’m having a birthday without Um!!!
I’ve been with Um for almost a decade now. We turn 10 in July, but he was at my party in June 2000. We weren’t dating yet then. He wasn’t even a guest. He was just a member of the band. It’s funny how things turn out.
Anyway, there was a plan for a Santa Cruz beach trip, but I decided to just keep things on the down low to prepare for bigger and more important things. That means, though, that I still don’t get to have the beach trip and the kayumanggi skin that I have been itching for, for the last so and so months. Oh well.
Every year, when I think about the age I’m about to turn, I find myself, well, surprised. It feels like I’ve already been that old for a long time. I think about all the things I’ve been through, all the things I’ve done and wonder, how many other people my age have been and done all that? Every year, I feel like Dorothy Boyd –
Dorothy: Look at me Laurel, I’m the oldest 26-year-old in the world.
- substitute 26 to actual age.
I couldn’t find a video of the conversation I’m talking about.
I’m sorry, I lost focus when I typed Boyd. LOL. Okay. I shall cheer myself up by ogling now. Later, crocodiles!