it's not that exciting.
Cassie made a big deal about it in psych today and everybody sang to me.
And I just sat there, not knowing what to do.
it seemed like everyone was more excited than I was.
I don't feel different.
I don't feel older.
it's pretty much just a Tuesday.
it's not even a good Tuesday.
I stayed up late last night, trying to finish reading a book for world lit.
then I got up early to meet with my advisor.
I tried again to finish the book.
it's my project for the afternoon.
yep. I'm going to spend my birthday reading a book that doesn't interest me.
I think that once I get into it, I might enjoy it, but as it is, I feel defeated.
my birthday doesn't mean that I get a break from life.
maybe today means something more to the people who remember that hot Saturday.
because I don't, it's just the day that marks another 365 and 1/4 rotations of the planet.
so, it's April 6, 2010.
I was born 19 years ago.
hooray.
(but happy birthday to Landon and Kris and Emma and Alex and Natalie and Matt Kitsos' wife and everyone else who is celebrating one more trip around the sun. I hope you all don't have such a bad attitude about today.)
2 comments:
this is the first time you've celebrated your birthday and NOT had spring break at the same time. paste on that lovely smile and say thank you to those who love you and pretend to enjoy the book. And we'll celebrate again on Sunday.
it seems to me that you find ways to celebrate lots of those other 364 days...in little ways that make you who you are and give those of us who celebrate that hot saturday nineteen years ago something to be thankful for.
the day i turned 19 i had three final exams...one at 8:00 am, one at noon and one at 9:00 pm (it was a night class and the professor was running way late). sorry you have to read a book you don't want to read.
i suppose the most important thing about birthdays is to remember that God chose you for this world...He put you in a home filled with love where you could flourish and grow. He put you here to change lives...with your gifts...and His power.
Happy Birthday Hope-Y.
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