Monday, May 16, 2011

the second decade

I spent the day alone, buried in a book, sitting on a chair outside a cafe facing the lovely waters of the Indian Ocean.. I struggle to get out of my heels as I decipher the mix of the latte i'm drinking. Pigeons walking their way through the cold, gray cobblestones peck at crumbs from the nearby table, not even budging while people walk past them. I decide that I like it here, where birds don't feel the need to escape anytime it senses a human close by.

Being away from it all never felt so good. I don't stop to look at my phone, and I don't feel the urge or have any intention to talk to anyone except the waitress who is serving my coffee, to whom a smiling "merci" is good enough. This is all aside from the fact that I can't actually talk to them because of the language barrier. It's nice not to feel the need for communication for a while. I stay like that for an hour or two. I conclude that losing track of time is best done in a place like this.

Let's get down to it. I'm twenty, and I really am not sure if I have matured that much in the past year, with most of the year being drugged and psychotic and all that. It's a tad bit hard to actually, what's that word? Evaluate. Got it. It's hard to evaluate yourself when there are a lot of factors. People should keep on growing into more mature beings, but there is only so much that drives us crazy. But I guess that pretty much sums up life: Life is a maze. Ha?

No, really.

Anyway, here are some of the little things i'd remember for my twentieth:

* Someone from the school where my mom works sent me a bunch of flowers. That was really sweet.

* I mixed a birthday daiquiri + vodka after dinner.

* Good book. Good times. Nerdy girl. Right there.

* Something else I can't put into writing because of circumstances that are bad for the health.

Yea, it was a good birthday.

Who would have thought I'd last till today eh? Definitely not me. I'm so happy i'm still alive though, and definitely thankful that God gave me two awesome decades of being me and all, He's really cool and all that. Like, I really wouldn't mind if He gave me another decade, you know.

Thanks, Big Guy. :D

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