Happy Birthday To Me
Wow… I’m 29.
Another year has passed and I’m getting close to that 30 mark…. remember when you were a kid and you always wanted to be another year older? Yeah, me too…. Now, I don’t want to get any older. I think I want to stay 29 forever. Did you ever see that Friends episode where Rachel turns 30 and they reminisce about everyone else’s 30th birthday? I’m with Rachel, I don’t want to be 30.
Something about 30 just scares me. Maybe it’s because I haven’t really done anything exciting with my life… I’m working a job that barely challenges me and is more frustrating than rewarding… I’m still single…. I’ve yet to acheive any of the other major goals in my life either…. I’ve graduated from college (but not my first choice college), and I managed to buy a house instead of rent an apartment for all these years.
God, it’s depressing getting older. Ever wish you were a kid again and only had to worry about when the next test was and where to play after school? Oh to be a kid again…
But hey… maybe 29 is my breakout year. I think I’m going to call it the year of me. It’s all about me me me this year. At least I can say I’ve been to Hawaii before I turned 30. How will I deal with 30? Tune in this time next year to see…
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Happy Birthday, babe!