This weekend saw me bring in yet another birthday. Ive had 28 all in all, and I find it amazing that I perhaps only remember a third of them. Due to being too young, or too drunk or bascially because nothing happened.
I remember last years birthday, brought in with three days of drinking, eating and the combination of these two resulted in many unspoken of activities. And I smoked.
I remember the year before last, when noone turned up to my party except a few old friends, and ended with me in tears because I was so miserable, and also doing something which I had neither considered or thought of before. And I smoked.
I remember when I turned 25, I dressed in purple, and so did all the girls that I was friends with at the time, and I wanted to be somewhere else the whole night. And I didnt smoke
My 24th?? I actually cannot remember. I think I went to kareoke... And I probably smoked.
23 and 22 are also a mystery, but I assume I spent it in some pub somewhere, drinking, and probably smoking?
My 21st was at my mothers house, I had a bunch of close friends come, and a bunch of people I invited because I saw them that year. I wasnt a smoker yet.
20 and 19 are in that basket of - well, Im sure I spent it at the pub somewhere.
My 18th I drank Midori in Parramatta Park, got a dragon statue from a friend as a present, and remember seeing my boyfriend at that time skinny dipping with one of my now best friends.
17, not sure.
16, I had bad dress sense, was as skinny as a rake and have a photo between two girls who I was friends with who really didnt like each other. We all dated the same guy in a year, and one of them married him. None of us talk, or would talk to each other if we saw each other.
and thats where the memories sorta end... I vaguely remember by 13th birthday party, and a butterfly cake at one time, and a barbie doll cake all pink and white.
However, there is one common theme - each and every birthday is a different crowd of people. Some people have hung around, and seen me turn a year older several years in a row. But mostly, different people.
Its probably the most telling thing about humans. Some things change (people), and some things stay the same (we always have a birthday)...
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