Twenty-six

3 October has come and gone. And another year has flown by without me realizing it. It feels as though I just celebrated my last. This year was nothing like the last few. Birthdays have always been a BIG thing for me. Like BIG, BIG thing. Like I can don't celebrate Christmas or New Year's or even Chinese New Year but birthdays are a must. But, I must say, somehow, this year has been really different. Birthdays, for me at least, are all about presents, cakes, candles, friends and family. And for me, making a wish and blowing out the candle is a MUST. But for the first time in years, I did not plan anything, I didn't ask anyone out, I just didn't do anything. I just wasn't in the mood. Past midnight on 3 Oct, I was doing laundry at home and went to bed thereafter. On Sunday itself, my girlfriend insisted that I don't stay home so we went to Ippudo for dinner and had a drink and Coffee Club following that. I was home by 2300. Have I aged? Does it mean once I cross the 25 years mark, I somehow turn boring. I don't know. But I sure hope not.