Happy Birthday to me!
I am another year older - I know this because I received cards from all over the world: from as close as Victoria, to as far away as Toronto, England, and Northern Italy. It was last year at this time I was sitting in the pouring rain in Ucluelet after celebrating with a seaplane flight.It was a low key day - I went to class where a couple of people wished me Happy Birthday and then came home to pursue a few stories - didn't get anywhere so I made myself a cake.
More than one of my roommates stopped to tell me that it seemed sad to make myself a cake. I'm not sure why - one of the best parts of any celebration is a good cake whether it is you who is celebrating or if you are simply attending. At least that's what I thought - and still think. So after our pizza tonight we had a simple white cake with chocolate bits (made from scratch) and it was lovely.
I made my wish - as always for world peace; for all the people I know and love to get everything they ever wanted and be safe; and of course for good luck in the year to come. I blew out all three candles (shhhh apparently we can't have candles in residence) with our breath (come on I'm not *that* old) and we ate.
The 3 wonderful girls I live with presented card to me on which my eldest roommate wrote "Don't be sad. Age is just a number." When that makes it to your birthday card - you know you are getting old. And yet I feel like I have so much to accomplish.
It's funny each year that passes I get more concerned with what is happening in our world and more aware of how I would like to make an impact on it.
Well, Hello 23 - hopefully my 23rd year of existence will be filled with everything I want - or at least passing grades and even more good roommates!
posted by Angela @ 7:51 p.m.
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