Sometimes the events that seem so important pale in comparison to their aftermath.

My birthday came and went. It was fantastic. On the actual day (October 29) my parents were sweet and got me a strawberry cheesecake. My mom was dorky enough to light a match and pretend it was a candle but that added to the charm. She gave me roses and some candy. I'm not really a candy or rose person but the effort she made was nice.

My birthday get together at Miami Seaquarium was awesome to say the least. It was smaller than we'd expected but the fact that my two friends and I were together and enjoying ourselves made it feel like the fun would never end. We took so many pictures and rode the Ferris Wheel. I can definitely say it was my best birthday to date.

I did change though. Somehow mysteriously. I know it sounds funny and like it can't possibly make sense to change your habit in a few short days of turning 25, but it's true.

I've become more forgiving. More easy going. I also say a lot more positive things. I don't really say "This is impossible" about anything anymore. When others complain about things, I turn around and gently remind them that instead of freaking out about what can't be fixed we should make an effort to fix what is possible. I'm a bit more rational now. Well, except for some things ^_^ I still cry like a goon when my boyfriend and I get into a dumb little tiff. Even then though, I make dumb jokes as I'm crying. I actually make jokes while I cry! Like some weird comedic character out of a book!

I don't really know what to say beyond that. There's no hidden mystery here. There's no bitterness or regrets anymore. It's not even a clean slate. The past is still here in my bones and building me up like parts of a machine, but the old parts aren't rusty and hurtful anymore. It's like they've just adapted to their surroundings and to the new parts, to create a really interesting piece of work.


I look forward to getting to know myself for the next 25 years.



Sorry for the delay,
Plutonia