happy birthday self!

happy birthday mike! you're 18 now! :)

18 seems to be a symbolic age of sorts somehow. i don't know why. it's supposed to bring tidings of 'adulthood' and 'maturity'. i pretty much feel the same though. i still wanna bounce around the TSD studios and feel like a kid. i plunge masochistically into makoto's low-class humour, appreciating the sheer simplicity of it all, without pretences of some intellectual wittiness. i wanna indulge in little material pleasures, like new games or new clothes, and feel my lips widen and bend into a smile with the latest toy in hand.

maybe i'm old enough. God, by some divine intercession, prepares everyone for their respective stage in life, and the infamous rollercoaster has rendered me rather immune to much of the stomach-churning events that have come and are yet to pass. gazing upon my childhood pictures, those memories seem to glisten, almost movie-like, in the mind's eye. as quickly as they come, they journey on to history's annals.

oh heck why am i being so philosophical? i'm happy. it's been a glorious 18yrs, particularly the last 4+ knowing that i belong to God :) okies. sleep beckons. whee!