birthdays

it's my birthday today.

this morning, i woke up with the smell of a freshly written birthday greeting in texta and the sense of melancholy. every year, i have at least an exam on this day. oh, how i wish it wasn't so...man, i sound...not myself. i guess once i start working, the world of exams will me over unless i suddenly decide i want to do a postgraduate course how to professionaly destress life.

but on the other hand, i have to thank God for my parents who brighten my day in their very own little way. the smell of texta this morning was my dad who put an envelope of money on my face while the ink was still wet. mum decided we should have bacon for lunch, which is pretty fattening if you think of it...with all the oil it exudes out and adds to oil already cooking it.

and friends. who can forget them? they send you text messages at 6 in the morning on the day you forget to turn your phone off, thus waking you up (i had a hard time getting back to sleep) to tell you that you're growing old and need a walking stick very soon.

birthdays. a time to jump to the next level of maturity and gain copious amounts of wisdom in the space of a day.