It was my twenty-sixth birthday. That's right-- I'm closer to thirty than I am to twenty. Makes a girl want to vomit a little.
It was a good day. I took some kids on a mini field trip to visit some embassies in the city, and I met up with some friends later for dinner and cake and silliness. Solid birthday.
Here's how I'd like to remember it: Walked five miles. Wrote my name in Japanese. Tapped my feet to steel drums. Smiled at an Uzbek. Took a gangsta picture. Rocked a Tae Kwon Do headband. Poked a kid in the eye. Danced in Venezuela. Posed with Gandhi. Got sung to. Ate an amazing cheeseburger. Reveled in the company of great friends. Came to new realizations. Made a fool of myself. Blew out a candle.
04 May 2009
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2 comments:
That sounds like an amazing birthday :)
Way to make a sista feel old! ;-) Happy belated b-day.
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