I turned 19 fifteen minutes ago. And I felt like blogging. I think I did the same thing last year too when I turned 18. I was in my dorm room, talking to someone on msn. Now I am STILL on msn (appearing offline), talking to someone. Once a nerd, always a nerd. I'm definitely not the clubbing type.
The thing about birthdays is that it's nice to get all the attention of birthday greetings. But a part of me feels like I'm not deserving of all this attention. All the phone calls, texts, facebook one liners...
What did I do that deserves all of this? Nothing, nothing at all. I just managed to survive living for 19 years of age. Not difficult. Billions of people have done it.
It's strange eh? The phenomenon of birthdays. Having cake and presents and parties and being surrounded by friends.
I appreciate it all. I really do. Thanks, everyone!
I just wish I'd do something extraordinary...
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