(Written around 7 hours after officially being 27)
Oh well. A couple of years ago I thought of birthdays as special occasions that needed to be celebrated differently. I usually made special plan to do something with friends or anyone available and then I also made a list of target that I would like myself to do after being one year older (albeit I never actually did something to accomplish it. The act of making the list is what's important). Generally, I would feel optimistic and happy and upbeat.
This year though, I feel differently. There is this anticlimactic feeling that I have when I realize that today is my 27th birthday. I don't feel like making special plans or anything. I am happy enough to receive congratulatory messages from family and friends but that's about it. I don't feel like going out and do something special. I can't event think of making that yearly to-do-list. All I'm doing, the first time I woke up this morning, is looking back for all the things that I've done throughout the year and suddenly one realization hits me hard and cold.
What the fuck have I been doing? I haven't actually done anything. I spent time doing nothing for 27 years.
Okay. To be fair, I did do some things.
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| Picture taken from here. Coincidentally, the article from where the picture was taken discussed about what it is like being 30 and 'left behind' by almost all your friends. Read up. Good one (or not so good for singles) |
Oh well. A couple of years ago I thought of birthdays as special occasions that needed to be celebrated differently. I usually made special plan to do something with friends or anyone available and then I also made a list of target that I would like myself to do after being one year older (albeit I never actually did something to accomplish it. The act of making the list is what's important). Generally, I would feel optimistic and happy and upbeat.
This year though, I feel differently. There is this anticlimactic feeling that I have when I realize that today is my 27th birthday. I don't feel like making special plans or anything. I am happy enough to receive congratulatory messages from family and friends but that's about it. I don't feel like going out and do something special. I can't event think of making that yearly to-do-list. All I'm doing, the first time I woke up this morning, is looking back for all the things that I've done throughout the year and suddenly one realization hits me hard and cold.
What the fuck have I been doing? I haven't actually done anything. I spent time doing nothing for 27 years.
Okay. To be fair, I did do some things.
