> My Birthday

Author: aLmich

This should have been posted on the Eve of March 1st but for some reasons I don’t understand, it remained on my drafts folder.

Tomorrow is my birthday, and although I think I reached a point several birthdays ago where turning a year older wasn’t necessarily a thing to celebrate, I’d have to say that this birthday in particular is the one I’ve been trying to stave off more than any other. There is nothing even remotely redeeming about turning a year older [i'm holding myself from mentioning the age here]; it doesn’t come with special privileges, and there isn’t even a “turning 2—” section in the birthday section at Hallmark. It’s totally forgettable, and the only purpose it serves it to remind me that I’m inching even closer toward death.

I guess I’m scared more than anything, not of getting old, necessarily, but of what could possibly happen to me in this year. I honestly thought my life couldn’t get any more hectic than when I was in 3rd year college, and then I turned another year older and all HELL broke loose: I got pissed, I rebeled, I left my Uncle’s place [which served as a slave's place and hypocrite's place for me], tried to meet both ends, been exposed to the street life, discovered my true self, and accepted everything the society has to offer. You could say I’m a bit fatigued.

I’ve decided that for my birthday I’m going to ask for things I know I can’t have so that I won’t be disappointed when I actually don’t get them. That was actually the plan but since this is a delayed post already, I’ll have here some pictures from that day.b3b2b1

 

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