I know I've grown up when my birthday is just another day, where work and everything else matters more than blowing out the candles. I know I've grown up when I secretly harbour the thought of forgetting all about my birthday, deceiving myself that I'll be forever young if I don't celebrate it at all.
Yet, I'm still not a grown up.That's why I'm feeling kinda reluctant and disappointed to spend my birthday at the airport, doing a meaningless job for a ridiculously high pay. I used to plan all my birthdays really early. I surprised myself by not getting really excited this year. Maybe it's because I've received an early birthday gift---being given the chance to do vet science. Qi asked me several times if I'm having a party and i didn't give her any confirmation.I've to admit that I don't feel like doing anything that seems too extravagant. My initial plan was to have a simple birthday cum farewell party. But having witnessed the financial burden brought on my family due to college, I can't bear to enjoy myself no more.