Is what came through to my phone at precisely 2 minutes past midnight... Thanks... Thanks a lot...
As superstitious as I am, the moment I opened my eyes, everything that would happen to me the moment I threw off the covers, counted. Of course, I managed to hit every meaningful red light possible which made me 4 minutes late to work. I am now worried that my day is not going to go my way... but it's my birthday! Things have to go right! Haha!
Well, I am officially 29. My final year in my twenties. I guess its not so bad. There are many good things that have come from my early to mid twenties. I am no longer weak to peer pressure. I can finally say no to people (unless you're waving chocolate in front of my face). I have a solid circle of friends. I am very close to my family. I have a stable job. I make good money. I have real reachable goals in line for my 30s. I made it into adulthood! Not the "I'm 18, I am an adult," but the "I am finally-truly-self-sufficient-daughter-of-proud-parents adult."
Let's see how I do in my thirties...
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ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! And remember, "In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."
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