just another simple sunday

most people like their own birthdays. i do too. i like its month. i like its date. i like its year. what i dont like is people making a fuss about it. well, recently, thats what i dont like about it. i just dont like receiving the kind of attention people give to people on their birthdays. thats why this year, i thought my birthday went well compared to recent years. it went like just another simple sunday. i didnt even feel it was my birthday.

like most kids, i like celebrating my birthday. i get excited the same way as im excited when christmas day arrives. but as i grew older, i got less enthusiastic about it. maybe it was the gift receiving part. im not that interested in receiving gifts anymore. not that i dont want gifts, i just can go on without receiving any. i dont have strong feelings regarding receiving gifts (but then again, i dont have strong feelings for most things). and like i said, i dont like receiving too much attention. being the moody person that i am, i dont want to receive attention when im not in the mood to have any. it really makes me uncomfortable. in the previous years, i felt everyone was waiting for me to come out of my room so they can greet me. it makes me start my day feeling weird.

this year, i spent my birthday with less personal greetings. and i managed not to think it was my birthday most of the day. i ate lunch with my family at a mall's foodcourt (because i wanted the crispy ribs and kimchi of Kimchi), watched the first half of the 7th installment of Harry Potter with my siblings and accompanied my sister buy her new pair of shoes. the day wasnt about me, it was like any other typical mall day. it was nice. i guess im the type that gets too mindful its my birthday that it heightens my expectations and i ruin it for myself when people dont meet my standards. thats why i would rather forget its my birthday so i can enjoy it more. reminds me of a commercial of a Tv program in JackTV. that the key to happiness is lowered expectations. its meant to be a joke but it makes a lot of sense and in a way a bit sad that there's some truth in it.

anyway, im greeting myself a happy birthday. and im offering myself this birthday card given to me by college blockmates a few years ago. how self-centered can i get that im greeting myself and giving myself a card (well, i enjoy it when im self-centered). i took this pic during the bar review. for some reason, i just felt like going down memory lane after a tiring review day.