yesterday marked the 3rd decade of my existence.
great. im 30.
monday night i was waiting for the clock to turn 12 midnight, wondering if im gonna die or something. the band perry song playing in my head, saying, "oh well, ive had just enough time."
i didnt die, of course. i wasnt being morbid or anything, i just didnt expect myself to live this long. and im not complaining, by the way.
took 2-day leaves and i just got back to work.
went to PRC last mon to renew my license. CIVIL ENGINEER NA ULET AKO!!hoooorray!! well, hindi ko naman talaga ginagamit pero kahet pano pamparami rin to ng valid id so keribels. dahil walking distance lang ang recto, dumaan na rin ako para magcheck ng mga murang books. mejo disappointed ako sa price.. hindi kasi abot ng 50% ang difference pero keri narin. bought 2 zig ziglar and 2 bo sanchez books all for 600 pesos. not bad right? was initially looking for a dorothy must die sequel, the wicked will rise, but wasnt able to find it anywhere so i ended up buying it in national bookstore-full price. sighs..sayang.
tuesday. worst bday ever. well hindi naman as in.. but i guess, whenever you feel bad, you'd always have the tendency to feel like its the worst or something.
i set my birth date in fb in a "me-only" visibility mode and made my timeline inaccessible for anyone who wanted to post anything all because i was trying to avoid some people making a fuss about it. after all, if my friends want to greet me, they could all just send me a PM or text or whatever which most of them did. well, except injan. pero ok lang naman. that girl rarely remembers bday so its all ok.
sis-in-law cooked pansit malabon(or was that palabok??i dont really know the difference.) for me and mom made macaroni salad. both tasted good.
so what made it the worst bday ever?
dad and i had an argument a few days back, so since then, until now, we're on a not-speaking terms. i dont know. i guess im getting tired of dad's tantrums. i know i could use some more patience since im the younger one here and a daughter at that, but im tired. exhausted. fed up. i dont know. and sometimes i dont care too. i wish i can be a better person than this.
so, this is what 30 feels like..
i thought id say it doesnt feel any different but it does.
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Written by cinderellaareus at 12:48 PM.