Me: Yeah, i know. It's next week.
Dylan: So... is your dad gonna get you balloons? Can i have one?
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I think i was asked 5x yesterday, "What are you gonna do for your birthday?".
I gave them all the same answer, which was a solid, "I don't know".
In the past 10 years, the yearly celebration of my birth has been met with a ridiculous drunken stupor followed by a senseless hangover. That goes for any celebration, for that matter- New Years, Halloween, other people's birthdays, weddings, breakups, start of vacation, the weekend, etc.
Now, the question is, what am i in the mood for this year? Do i want to take the bus down and revel in the chaos that is Manila? OR do i simply stay home, go about my day like the norm, and enjoy the peace and quiet of Baguio?
I'm turning 27. I don't know what that means, exactly.
It means i'm officially in my late twenties, that's what it means.
Drunken stupor still appropriate? Now that i think about it, it's probably called for.
I get it now... we mourn the loss of our youth. It makes more sense when you think about it that way.
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