I made a lot of fuss when I was turning 30. It seemed like a big deal.
There's something special about completing a revolution around the yellow star.
It is special to know that you spent the last year doing the important things - writing code, climbing mountains, running distances and sometimes just doing nothing at all.
But what overwhelms me is a realization that the more important anniversaries are elsewhere on my calendar now.--
Like most women my age, I am 28.
-- Mary Schmich.
Another day passes, so what if it was my birthday?
Maybe tomorrow's yours and the world won't care either way.
^Z ^z^z^z ...--
Who will take care of the world after you're gone?
So many things happened last year. I did the right thing for some people - put family before my career, principles ahead of money, comfort of others ahead of mine. The priorities did change, but I still did some of the things I wanted - travelled a bit, read a pile of books and just hung out with friends for most of the time. Some things caused me to sit up and evaluate my life - they weren't nice things, but I'm better for having weathered them. In short, it does feel good to be twenty five !
And I got some interesting advice today: "Act your age. Drop the 'been there, done that' attitude and stop acting like you're 35".
I will, oh ... I will.--
Old age is too high a price to pay for maturity.
Twenty years we've been together, fought our fights from day one,
bit, kicked and scratched each other till our parents did us part,
known our light sides, suffered our dark sides,
laughed, cried and dried many a tear together.
If not, but what else are brothers for ?
Happy Birthday to my favourite lawyer.--
Although it's never fun getting one year older, it sure beats the alternative!
Every year, I dread this day. Usually it is a day to take stock of my life and in general wonder whether living one day at a time is working out or not. But this year, it's different.
I did a lot of things I wanted to. I made that pilgrimage to New Zealand to meet Rhys, I grew my hair long and went to a lot of colleges to talk. I met a lot of people and made a lot friends. I listened to a lot of music, watched a lot of serials and read a shoveful of books. I went home every month, I even made a point to see everybody everytime I go. I did what I wanted.
As bright as that sounded, I did have my moments of darkness. The days when you feel like you've been cheated, used and abused. Days when it hardly paid to get out of bed, bouncing from one problem to another. 'T was but a small price to pay (in hindsight).
Now, I'm 24. Somewhere inside it is still 13 but *that* kid won't come out and play till he's done his homework.--
If I learn from my mistakes, pretty soon I'll know everything.
After a quarter century of not having made it big with Rock 'n Roll (maybe not so badly on the sex and drugs department), Spo0nman has crossed over into the next bracket [25-35]. He's written a touching blog entry about growing up. I've often felt that same disconnection with my age where everybody around seems to have grown up while you are left behind to figure this all out by yourself.
In a year
But as they say, growing up is optional, growing old isn't. And Pankaj, definitely is a case in point--
The older a man gets, the farther he had to walk to school as a boy.
One of my first things that happened after I joined Yahoo! was the big bash for the 10th anniversary of Yahoo!. Yahoo! was incorporated on March 2nd, 1995. Considering the amount of noise we had last year, it is almost as if everyone's forgotten about it this year. After all 11 is not as good as 10 is :)
Now this is old news, but take a look at flash retrospective. Especially the webcasts (the first one), or the browserwars section.
Well too bad, they had free ice cream last year...--
You know you're old when you start mourning birthdays.