Once again, the time has finally come whether I like it or not. Yesterday, I was 26 but no more now. I turned 27 today at 10:45 AM, a number I’ve been wanting to avoid whenever my father introduced me to his friends and colleagues. Now I can’t avoid it anymore. I still have no job and I’m not sure about my tuition job because my father doesn’t like me to come home after dark. Yes, even at the age of 27, I live with my family and therefore I have to abide by his rules. I’ll try to talk to him about it but if he refused, I’ll have to let go of the job, which I don’t want to because I don’t want to depend on him all the time. It’d be nice to earn some money of myself even though he can afford to pay for my expenses.
When I was young, I used to associate the word ‘birthday’ with presents, party, and celebration. I used to thought that holding a birthday party with friends was important. Getting a birthday present from my parents was important. Blowing out candles on a birthday cake was important. But I had neglected the one thing that mattered the most – the one person who gave birth to me. Well, now….
So, yeah…unhappy birthday to me.
When I was younger, probably around 18 or 19, I admired a 25 years old lady. I said to myself, "That’s the kind of person I want to be when I’m 25.". Now I’m no longer 25 and have turned to 26 today. I did not become a person like her, but I’m a bit satisfied with myself ‘cuz I would never have dreamed that I would be attending a M.A course. At that time, I only wanted to work as a diplomat or work in NGO.
A friend of mine who’s around my age told me that she hates getting older. For me, it’s not something I can avoid, but when I am in class with classmates who are 5 or 6 years younger than me, I really feel old. But, due to my short haircut, nobody suspected that I was nearly 26 until I told them myself. Which is why, I should keep my hair short all the time in the future.
The bad thing about my birthday is that it is on a day before the end of the month. So, I’m always broke on my birthdays. That’s why I rarely mention my birth date in front of my friends. Only my close friends and online friends know the birth date since it’s mentioned on Facebook.
I’m not planning to celebrate my birthday unlike last year. In fact, I’m busy the whole day since I have to attend my classes and then go to AC to listen to a seminar about Myanmar (Burmese) pop music.