oh it's the time of the year when it dawns upon you that you're gaining yet another year.... it was just like yesterday that the gang surprised me at the shop.... and things were never the same after that.
what is it with birthdays and depression. whatever happened to birthday cakes, balloons and gifts? Where did the mascots go or the clowns or the puppet shows? when did birthdays became so serious? that i end up being "depressed" or yearning for something i dont have.
Though this 22nd year of life proved to be a major turning point especially in the areas of career and love, it seems like i havent really felt the being in that true "tweens" age. i dont really know.. i just want to be so far from being too anxious of what the 23rd year of life would be.
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