For the past couple of days, I had been down (depressed, miserable, unhappy, disconsolate, downhearted. It's not like I'm a website or something!). It's just a lot of things bottled up inside, really: the constant pressure from school, misunderstandings with "friends" and family, and the never-ending self-inflicted badgering to be perfect (fitter, smarter, kinder, whatev-er...). And I guess the birthday thing also plays a major role in all this. I've been traumatized by the events that lead to my disastrous 21st birthday, that I am afraid of acknowledging my birthdays ever again. Ever since then, I've been calling my birthdays D Days. I always keep telling people that I never celebrate my birthday anymore. And I never really do. Deep inside, however, I might actually be wishing that someone would put an end to this annual D Day thing with some sort of surprise filled with love. But as of this moment, despite the fact that I spent 3 hours of my day renewing my driver's license, another hour for studying, 2 hours walking and window-shopping, and another hour downloading lecture notes, I'd say this birthday was nice. Who knew ~200 short Facebook greetings, a pizza, ice cream, and an overly fattening cake could lift up the little cloud I've been carrying with me these past few weeks? I'm sincerely happier now. Although, I don't think I shall be able to look forward to my birthdays the way I did before my 21st. Nonetheless, I am satisfactorily happy, and I hope to be just as happy for the next few days, at the very least.
Chances are, no one would be reading this. But just in case someone does, I'd like to thank the people who made me happier today. To everyone who greeted, my family (especially to my mom who provided the lovely dinner), and my friends. I think God knew I needed everything I got today, so thank you, again and again, for being instruments of God's love.
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