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My usual wakeup call… with a twist…

Mommy: Anakkk! Gising na! Happy Birthday!! Matanda ka na, wala ka pa ring boyfriend!! Hahahahaha!! (Daughter!!! Wake up!!! Happy Birthday!!! You’re old now, and still no boyfriend!! <again> Hahahahahhaaa!!)

I thought I was hearing evil laughs in my sleep… or was it my mom?? Yeah, it was my always cute mom and her evil laughs… And I was not dreaming!

So Good Morning dear Mother! Good Morning Philippines, Good Morning World!! … and Good Morning, 27!

I have always been trying to convince myself that I should always be proud of my age. So there. It’s ok to flaunt the age. Despite all the scary issues I’m having regarding the future and the fertility whatever!

It’s just an ordinary day, I would want to keep my birthday a secret from my new colleagues but at some point of the day, I was forced by a colleague-from-former-company-now-still-colleague to shout it out. So I had no choice, and funny some people weren’t even convinced that it was truly my birthday, haha.

A simple dinner at home closed my day. It was again, an ordinarily special day. It’s nice that the majority of my million feelings for this day, aside from happiness, is thankfulness

So thank you to everyone! For the greetings… and most especially, at some point, for being a part of my 27 years!

Cheers!!!

This is the mushy birthday post.

I was not true to my word. I didn’t go to the office yesterday. I really had plans though, to go to work (I wrote that mandatory birthday entry at 1 in the morning). But when I woke up, it was raining and it was really nice to extend the sleeping time (while realizing that it’s already my birthday morning). We have an option to go to work or not anyway, after all we’re entitled to a birthday leave. So while snoozing my alarms for, like, how many times, 4-5 times… I gave up, texted my boss and took a leave. Then went back to dreamland.

When I was a kid, birthdays are supposed to equate parties, whether with clowns or not (clowns are still existing for grown-up parties though). And I could remember that I was way way excited before, either for a new barbie doll or the party at home where I was THE star. I’m a rockstar in my party and the guests are supposed to worship me. Haha even when I was a kid I already got that starship complex (whatever). In high school, my birthday = manila day, and there’d always be no classes so there would still be a sort of party at home. Then at the university, my organization shares the same birthday with me, so there would always be parties, again. Those would probably be parts of the long story about the reason why I love to party so much.

But as we grow old (or at least me, growing a year older), all that mattered was the people who remembered. Today I spent my birthday alone, just in the solitude of my room eating chocolate cakes and overdosing my stomach with junk. Sad as it may sound, however the internet has truly gone a long way, making me feel that I’m not a loner twenty sixer. Instead, I was overwhelmed with the thought that a lot of people still remember me, and well, love me With my mom starting it all at 5 in the morning, then a whole lot of friends… coming from the different sides of my lifelong existence – from elementary, highschool classmates, orgmates, schoolmates, NFFs, colleagues, bestfriends…

I appreciated so much these “Happy Birthday” greetings… these few seconds of typing “Happy Birthday” and a click of send, whether in mobile, email, friendster, multiply, facebook, this blog… whatever online means across the miles, from the other side of the city, wherever… that’s effort baby! Once a year is once a year. So now I understand why greeting a person on his/her birthday means a lot.

I really did allot some time to send my personalized thank yous to these people. But I feel it’s not enough so I’ll mention you again…

mommy, jappy, ajie, kuya, donna, vernie, kuya chichi, rueth, rica, kel, jun, jenn, apol, jan, me an, roynel, lheng, mheda, rei paolo, joseph, liezl, char, aries, glenn, lyelle, bok, abi, elen, rj, sheila, anna, mapet, michelle, karlene, cars, tan, raech, sol, alex, mel, rj p, sylvie, renee, sheryl, maui, sheki, marvin, vanessa, gideon, mikee, riasa, nadia, cham, carlo, tsuchiya-san, seb, ate summer,

Thank you for the warmest welcome!

:mwah:

… but wait! There’s more! How about this, a box of goodies from Mommy!!

My secret goodies. Weeee!