21

I love the number. Because i think it's an elegant one, signifies grace and purity, reminds me of blackjack and there's forever 21...

and also because i was born on a 21st.

the number of candles would be 19 next. and i'm afraid i'm not ready for it. and when people say i'd better start acting my age, well can i help it if the years keeps going by even when i'm not done being 16? i am acting my age... the age that i wanna be.

a few years ago i would be sooo eager for that day... where i'd get presents and be treated like a princess (well i'm treated like a princess everyday) well anyway, the thing is i like the particular day, i just dont like the fact that it highlights the fact that i'm older.

i've had surprises, parties, sleepovers on my birthdays as i grew up. i guess it's about time for a decent birthday, you know, just a handshake, a warm wish, maybe a wink and perhaps a nice long chat with a few good friends. because that's what i thought 19-year-old birthdays should be like, too old for parties or all that hullabaloo... see this is what i don't like, being too old for something... oh gosh, i wonder how 20-year-old birthdays would be like... *shivers and stops wondering*

yeah my sad sob story... about birthdays?!

gosh, i guess i do need to grow up hahah