If stepping away from age 18 is gonna happen within 24 hours time, I am particularly not a huge fan of it. Since young, I never see birthday celebrations as a big deal, in fact i hated especially when it comes with the package of singing that magical song that leads to falling into an intentional reverie as always. God, thinking of it makes my hair stand. Time really do passes in the flicker of an eyelash when the seat of 18 wasn't even warmed - I have to give it up.
Leaping towards the age of 19 does makes me sounds a lil' older (still young tho) but the flashbacks of the past momentarily blinded me. Things that I shouldn't and should have done come haunting me in the most uncanny style. I guess birthdays isn't really bout receiving presents (maybe yess) nor blowing out the incredibly increasing amount of candles. It's more like a reciting your report card aloud. As the age grows, the refusal of looking at the report card becomes stronger.
Still, I am happy to see my life cycling in the most normal way- growing in age. I wish for not only the growth in age, but intellectually, emotionally and maturity.
Happy Birthday Kimmy.
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