Days that is. It's no major birthday like 16, 18, 21, or 25. "Tired 26" as my sister said with regards to my getting a sheep cake for my birthday. Yes, I am ever so serious. I am still in the schematic design aspect of my cake. I don't plan on investing much in to celebrating my 26th year on this planet. By no means am I devaluing myself, I just can't be bothered with the she she fru fru hoopla of celebration. I just want a nice gift, intimate dinner(s) and a relatively smooth day. I ask for no more, no less.
You know, I didn't think that I would be here at this point in my life and I don't mean that I think I would be dead or anything like that. I just thought I would be in a different place with regards to a professional lifestyle. Time to change that. Go gung ho and set forth on a journey to REALLY better myself. Personally, I never invested much thought into anything romance related. I usually just swept that under the proverbial rug.
I'm beginning to realize that with age I am growing more sentimental as well as more intolerant of stupidity. Random, but just something I noticed.
Well, here's to a brief entry. My thoughts are clouded due to this cold. Sinus trouble, congestion, and a dry mouth like I been chewing on chalk. Time to leave and head to this Piano lesson. Ode to joy.
Update 8:27
Postponed. Time clash. Came home to drink some OJ.
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