Birthdays

Just turned 34 last Tuesday...

each birthday that i have, becomes less and less special each year. i wonder why? for those people who know me, they know that birthdays are too special for me. not only mine, but the birthdays of those close to my heart. i consider you my close friend if i know your birthday.

but this year, for the first time in my 34 years on earth, i went to work and worked and worked till i had to leave, and then went home, eat homecooked dinner and watched TV. had a chocolate cake and then slept.

i am not complaining. got my favorite's lana's chocolate cake and i had dinner with jaime, with 2 other friends the night before. and last sunday, cyn and ju gave me a massage voucher.

i am just surprised at myself, what on earth is happening to me? am i becoming too practical that i dont romanticized the 'bday' idea anymore? If there's one thing i have always been proud of, its the way i make bdays special.

sigh. never ending questions.

am i on the brink of midlife crisis?

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Come to think of it, i only have one more year to go...all my plans stop at 35. will see how it goes.


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Belated happy Birthday to me!