What A Happy Birthday
It’s over. My birthday. Another year older. What does this mean? Absolutely nothing!
It feels different celebrating my birthday in Beijing. I’m used to the gang back home. When we celebrate a birthday, we really celebrate! Wheres here, it’s definitely more laidback. Not that I don’t enjoy it..it’s just…different.
A friend here mentioned that maybe I was just not used to celebrating with "new" friends. I think that can be true..most probably is. I got depressed yesterday, on my birthday just thinking about it. I ended up cleaning his house because I was that depressed.
But today, I guess I’m feeling better. I should stop feeling crappy about whatever situation that I’m in right now…hey, life goes on. Now I just want to settle whatever it is that needs settling.
