Mood:
luckyTopic: La vie
Since I went from 19 to 20, I haven't been a huge fan of my birthday. Growing up, I never thought I would be one of those women who complained about her age, or getter older in general, but I do.
I don't know exactly what it is that makes me shy from the birthday celebration—a friend pointed out that since my day falls near the fourth of July, maybe I'm used to people being gone for the long weekend and I'm not used to the attention.
Could be.
I think it's simply the pressure. It's right there in your face—BAM! Another year gone, another year older, more things I haven't accomplished, less of an excuse to act-a-fool...you get the picture.
From the looks of last year's birthday blog entry, I was pretty down about the fact that I was single when many of my friends were not. Truth be told, I wasn't single last year. I was seeing someone who treated me like shit, as he ignored my birthday entirely. The year before that, I went to dinner with a cocaine addict, who was twitching at the table. No wonder I've hated my birthday—it's become a battle, much like Valentine's Day for me.
This entire week, I've thought about my life. It's certainly not where I wanted to live at 25. It's not where I wanted to be in my career and it's not where I wanted to be in love. But this is what the cards have in store for me, and I'm going to try my best to seize the opportunity.
Already, this birthday has been different. I enjoyed a lovely dinner at The Melting Pot with my girlfriend Nicole last night and walked into work this morning to find gifts on my desk from my coworkers—a Starbucks coffee, a pack of Silly Bands, suckers, and a wine journal! I have lunch plans with my friend Leslie, and although I am officially single, I have a dinner date this evening with a sweet guy—what a change!
I am hoping this is a good sign for my 25th year—so here's to a jump start on getting where I want to go. Because hey, even though I'm currently suffering from a back injury and frequent charlie horses, I'm too young to be feeling this old (as Drake says). Thank you all for a great day!
Me and my buddy OJ, getting ready for the day:
