How To Turn 21

I turn 21 today. Imagine that. 21 years ago, I didn't exist! There was no such person as "me". Life is a miracle. Actually, ALL of life is a miracle, so when people started making such a big deal about me turning 21, I got really uncomfortable. I mean, it's just an age. It's just a milestone, but it's not real in the sense that it's inevitable. Whether I do anything or not, my birthday will come and go.

Am I a different person from yesterday? In fact, am I different person from a few months ago? I might be, or I might not be. The sense of measured time is something that doesn't really click with me.

Anyway, in the end, I turned 21, whether I liked it or not. My friends organized a nice dinner for me yesterday. I really appreciate the effort. I'm happy not because I'm 21, but because I have friends like them. And at work too, my colleagues and bosses threw together a small something for me, and that was nice. And then I come home, and my dad orders in my favourite food, and we have a nice dinner. Like I said, it's not me turning 21 that makes me happy, it's the people.

But why can't people be like this everyday? I don't know, I guess we as a society just need to set aside some days for people...so that they can be appreciated.

I'm the centre of attention sometimes, but I WORK HARD to be the centre of that attention. So when just because I turn 21, people start paying attention to me, I feel weird as shit.

So what to do? Hmm, I'm gonna pull a stunt. Will get back to you when I actually do it. For now, I'm 21, it was inevitable, I'm happy for all the well-wishes, and that's about it!