as baichi (i shall fudge this person's name so that he won't feel too old and embarrassed) comes to the end of his teenhood, half a year later than me, i stop to think of the implications of not being as young as i'd like to be. urgh, what awful thoughts. i won't share them here :/ :\ :|
july was the month of birthdays i never got to celebrate, but this year's different! a few of my favourite people are adding a year to their age this month. yay? rather ambivalent about this point. i have a fear* of ageing, but it's always fun to be able to enjoy a few/many slices of birthday cake, bumming and bitching with good company in spite of the bigbadsupps.
speaking of which, today i started my day with about ten thousand tonnes of chocolate - iced cocoa from starbucks, valrhona chocolate cake, chocolate macademia cookies. after which, none of us could eat lunch properly. sadly, there are no photos of this chocolate fest/feast because my hands were busy shovelling food into my mouth. and the photos we took after that are just ghastly =p
to end off, don't worry dear baichi, i will always be older than you. =(
and, happy birthday! =)
*it's not an irrational fear like that of my hairdryerphobia, but one based on deep thoughts rooted in regret and the urge to live a meaningful life before it's too late. hm.
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