The more people get older, the more they don’t wanna reveal their real age. Well, I don’t know if I’m old enough to hide my age or not but turning 23 is pretty surprising. Man, that’s a lot. I thought I’m still forever 20.
That day, September 22nd I turned 23. Yes, I’m one of those people who take birthday seriously, and after all the things happened to me lately, I said to myself I don’t wanna be sad anymore on my birthday. No more bad news, on that day, or forever. Anyway, there was a little surprise on my desk in the morning of the birthday, made by my coworkers, who turned out to be my best friends now. That’s sweet. Thanks, though.
gotta rip them off so I can check my email
And then I had lunch with my other best friends. It was – as usual – turned out to be full of laugh kind of lunch. I mean we always make that kind of laugh that hurts people’s ears, lol. We’re not sorry, that’s just the way we behave.
So, 23 huh? Nothing big happened to me that day. But it was a lovely day. A little surprise in the morning, fun lunch, warm hug from coworkers, virtual greetings on social media, a phone call from Mom in the morning. I can say that’s a joyful day. People who know what I’ve been going through lately were wishing me to keep being happy. Or, if I don’t find the happiness yet, it’ll come soon. I say amen to all the good prayers they threw to me. Thank you, people. That made my day.
Talking about 22, that was a complete age. That’s the age when I finished college, started a new job, trapped in a new atmosphere which I’m enjoying, got in a relationship and ended it just 3 weeks before I turned 23. So yeah, it’s a bunch of candies and espresso in a box. I felt the ups and downs, experienced the best and worst day, made the sweetest smile and the ugliest frown, printed the best and worst memories that I can’t seem to forget (yet). It’s an age full of laughter, smile, cry, and everything. It’s like everything is put into one.
Now that I’m starting a new age. I don’t know how it will take me. But all I know that I learned a lot during my 22.
Learned how to function my heart, mind and brain.
Learned how to deal with my own shit.
Learned how to appreciate every little things people have given me, even it’s the smallest portion of attention.
Learned how to let go of things.
Well yeah, it’s too many to mention.
I hope those lessons will make me a better person. I might not start 23 beautifully, but heck I’m giving myself a birthday trip tomorrow. Finally I will get the first stamp on my passport.
So, happy birthday to me. Hope next years don’t suck.
Anyway, I went to have pizza today and the place played Paper Aeroplanes’ Books. I just downloaded the full ‘Joy’ album and I guess I’m in love with it already. See, even music understands me better. Totally added to the playlist I’ll listen during traveling tomorrow. See ya on Monday, Jakarta. :)