Turned 22 two weeks ago! Should I be predictable and throw in some Taylor Swift lyrics? I don’t know about you but I’m feeling 22? No? Okay.

I’ll have you know that as I’m typing this, my nose is flared and my ears are fuming because this post was meant to be published yesterday but for some reason, I blame our shitty connection at home, it didn’t went through when I saved and scheduled my draft. Whew. Anyway.

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I didn’t have a grand celebration; it was simple and quiet and to be completely honest, I wouldn’t have had it any other way. At this point in my life, any chance to lounge around in my pyjamas is very much welcome. I woke up around 10 in the morning with a joyous heart, seeing that I had no plans in mind except to be lazy. When I went down to eat, my sister and I were greeted with two beautiful cakes! Why two, you ask? Well, my younger sister Alexie popped out of our mother’s womb the next day after my 5th birthday. Talk about stealing someone’s thunder, huh. Just kidding. On the upside, every year we get to celebrate our birthdays for more than a day which means more food. And cake. 😉

My mom prepared a hearty meal for us and we all chatted over brunch. Since our schedules are pretty much clashing, we only ever get to eat together during weekends. I think I had three servings of pasta. Or four. Or maybe, you know, it doesn’t matter cause after all it was my birthday and by the laws of the universe I am allowed to have as much pasta as I want :p

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We also shared the cakes! Mine was the dark blue cake with a moon fondant topping. How pretty, right? While I was enjoying my scrumptious slice, my boyfriend called me and asked me to meet him near our house. So, I went out, still in my pyjamas, and saw him carrying his gift for me. What a cutiepie! I could’ve cried a little then but I just woke up and still wearing pyjamas and to be fucking honest I couldn’t afford to lose any more beauty points, lol. Not that he’d care, but you get what I mean. We hung out for a bit and chatted and goofed around like we always do.

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My older sister’s surprise cakes for us + the cake from my boss!

I spent the rest of the day painting. It’s always been therapeutic for me. I try not to pressure myself to create a seamless artwork and just have fun but the perfectionist Virgo in me couldn’t and wouldn’t let it happen. I painted myself as a Disenchantment character as per Matt Groenig’s style! It was fun. I still have some qualms sharing my work online, so maybe next time.

At work, our boss threw a lil’ something for the team to celebrate my birthday. It’s not a party per se, just a small team meeting with lots of food and cake, which I also got to bring home! It was nice to be surrounded by people I respect and have them wish me a good birthday.

At age 22, I feel like I’ve experienced a lot of things. Things I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy, if I had one. And things that got me so high I never thought I’d plummet back down. So here’s my wish: I wish for more calm days. I wish for more smiles from the people I love. I wish for confidence. I wish for happiness not only for myself but also for the people I hold dearly in my heart. But most importantly, I wish for strength.

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