I just celebrated my 30th birthday three days ago. It was an intimate dinner with a few friends. I was supposed to celebrate it on a weekend to accommodate more friends who are working in Manila but I finally decided to throw the party on the day itself. More than the food on the table, it's the conversation that really keeps a celebration going.
Turning 30 was quite surreal. It was something that I looked forward to but not this soon. Has it really been 30 years? Why do I feel that I'm still stuck in my 19-year old self? Much is expected of me now that I'm 30. There's no room for silly mistakes and foolish games that have "marked" my twenties. Darn!