Hi ...
Couple days ago me and my entire family celebrated my grandma 88th birthday. We had lunch at some sundanese restaurant which my grandma loves, for a couple of hours before my grandma got tired. It was a good time.
Isn't it amazing that my grandma already in this world for 88 years? Not many people make it through the age of 80s and maybe i will not either, we don't know.
Speaking of birthday, I had my 28th birthday back in February. So nostalgic, because in my earlier post in this blog, I kind of celebrated my ... is it 23 or 24 birthday? I don't remember, and now 30 is just two years away. Anyway, nothing special happened. As I grew older, my birthday is just a date.
I don't want to hit 30 yet.
That's what I feel since I turned 26 two years ago. Because I think that 30 is old and people expect you, well me, to have anything prior of being 30 and I don't think I have any of that. Adulthood is scary. Nobody can predict what will happen when I hit 30 and not being anything.
Neither is tomorrow ...
I'm trying to be positive in any way.
I will try to live my life until my age reach 70s so I can appreciate my birthday again.
Bye ...
