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always be contented
this year was the first, in maybe 10 years, that my birthday didn't fall right in the middle of a crucial period in the academic calendar, and what did i do to celebrate my first year of freedom from examinations?i rolled off the bed at 12 because the sun was shining too brightly in my face, and then worked my ass off for the rest of the day.
the end.
i got a couple of birthday wishes (one from a very persistent Kelly,) a birthday cake that, in the baker's own words, didn't taste like anything, a much needed gift card from Kimmy, a fake potted plant from the hilarious/lovely (weird combination) neighbors, and a pair of vintage Chanel earrings courtesy of the mature, independent and beautiful....me.
seeing as i now have my own house (where i'm very much allowed to do whatever the f i want to, since my wishes typically reflect my wife/housemate's desires,) i was expecting to throw a classy party and have all my guests come decked out in their most expensive dresses, pop a bottle of champagne (or five), have an abundance of mouth watering pastries to go around in a house that's dimly lit to create the perfect classy ambiance i was had envisioned for the party.
but that never happened. in reality i had a quiet (disregarding the fact that my days at work in a psychiatric facility are anything but quiet) day, and spent the rest of my night with a couple of friends, doing nothing much indeed. but strangely enough, i felt contented.
to everyone who remembered to wish, thanks for all the love. could feel it from 9862 miles away.
love you all!
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