Wednesday, May 03, 2006
twentytwo
Ahh....the luxury of non-communal toilets, i'm finally home. Everything just feels so familiar, down to the very last fibre of the carpet beneath my toes. Funny thing is, i still have to constantly remind myself that i AM home, that this is home and everytime i do that, the mere thought just makes me grin like an idiot.
Celebrated my 22nd yesterday. It was a non-existent affair since most of the celebration was done the day before, labour day. Couldn't help but to feel that birthdays are such redundant affairs. Well....at least 22nd birthdays are. With 21st stealing the thunder, 22nds just ain't that fun anymore. Just think about it, what's there to celebrate about being 22?
That we're 1 year more eligible to be legally drinking?
That 3 years more, we're gonna be a quarter of a century?
That at 22, we can pretend to possess the wisdom of twentysomethings because we're 'almost there', but can still act like juveniles because, hey, 5 years ago, we were merely 17-year-olds?
That 22 is the 10-year anniversary of being 12?
That 22 is such a pretty number?
See? No point in celebrating 22nds. But nonetheless, i had a wonderful pre-22nd birthday. Pointless but wonderful. Dad gladly brought us over to his newly furnished apartment smack in the middle of KL's golden triangle. As nighttime fell, the view off the apartment's balcony is simply magnificent. Perfect 22nd birthday's present.
Pointless but perfect.
