BIRTHDAY CAKE AT 30
Sorry everyone, I still can't get over the fact that I am now thirty... ehehehe... Well, not really, drama lang yan! Pasakalye lang. What I really wanted to do is to look beyond everything that is happening right now in my family, my clan, my church, my life and in my head and in my hypothalamus (the seat of temperature and emotions-is that right?) and appreciate the people who has played major parts in the story of my life. No, I'm not gonna talk about the people who kept me from taking drugs in my teenage years (not that somebody did or that I tried to) or from killing myself, or who helped me make a major decision in life. No, not that kind of major role players, but those people who did something that they thought ordinary but has made you want to hug them and cry. There are quite a few people in my life who fall on this category. I'll start with last Saturday during my birthday 'party.' But before that, let me give you a bit of a context.
When I was growing up, the culture I was brought up in is not really keen on celebrating personal events except for marriages and deaths so birthday celebrations were very rare in those days so I grew up not really caring if nobody greets me during my birthday. In high school, they list everybody's birthday on a corner in the classroom and your classmates gets to sing for you during your birthday. If you're lucky and have a boyfriend or some barkadas, you'd get a nice card, at least that's what seemed to have happened. In college, when I turned 18 (that was when they hanged Flor Contemplacion in Singapore), my cousin, who's also my housemate at that time bought me a cake and an ice cream. That was my first brithday cake (cuz it has my name on it.) There were only the two of us in our room but I don't remember anymore if we finished the cake and ice cream all by ourselves. Well, I'm fairly sure, we did! My second was when friends of mine threw a surprise bash for me two years ago and they bought me a Goldilocks cake. That was really nice.
All that to say that I got my first real (as in personally baked) cake when I turned thirty and that was last Saturday. I therefore want the person who made my 30th birthday cake know that I really appreciate what she did not to mention that the cake was ohh sooooo yummy! I'm glad I was able to keep myself from ... thankfully my mind was a bit fried that day and so all I can think of is how delicious the cake and the ice cream is and not how I felt like crying for feeling special being thirty and all and yet have a cake specially baked for me. Well, I guess some people would find this corny,and yes, my reaction is probably brought about by the fact that I never had anyone bake me a birthday cake in my younger years, but still, I want 'you' to know that that is one of the most kindest (is that even grammatical? it's not, but I need a super superlative) thing anyone has ever done for me... and therefore it is very very precious to me. Thank you so so sooooo much.
ps. TY for not putting candles on the cake... it's good you didn't know how old I am before then.
When I was growing up, the culture I was brought up in is not really keen on celebrating personal events except for marriages and deaths so birthday celebrations were very rare in those days so I grew up not really caring if nobody greets me during my birthday. In high school, they list everybody's birthday on a corner in the classroom and your classmates gets to sing for you during your birthday. If you're lucky and have a boyfriend or some barkadas, you'd get a nice card, at least that's what seemed to have happened. In college, when I turned 18 (that was when they hanged Flor Contemplacion in Singapore), my cousin, who's also my housemate at that time bought me a cake and an ice cream. That was my first brithday cake (cuz it has my name on it.) There were only the two of us in our room but I don't remember anymore if we finished the cake and ice cream all by ourselves. Well, I'm fairly sure, we did! My second was when friends of mine threw a surprise bash for me two years ago and they bought me a Goldilocks cake. That was really nice.
All that to say that I got my first real (as in personally baked) cake when I turned thirty and that was last Saturday. I therefore want the person who made my 30th birthday cake know that I really appreciate what she did not to mention that the cake was ohh sooooo yummy! I'm glad I was able to keep myself from ... thankfully my mind was a bit fried that day and so all I can think of is how delicious the cake and the ice cream is and not how I felt like crying for feeling special being thirty and all and yet have a cake specially baked for me. Well, I guess some people would find this corny,and yes, my reaction is probably brought about by the fact that I never had anyone bake me a birthday cake in my younger years, but still, I want 'you' to know that that is one of the most kindest (is that even grammatical? it's not, but I need a super superlative) thing anyone has ever done for me... and therefore it is very very precious to me. Thank you so so sooooo much.
ps. TY for not putting candles on the cake... it's good you didn't know how old I am before then.
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I saw pictures of my b-day celebs when I was younger (wehehe...) but I can not remember them (nyaay!). I also had a bday when I turned 18 (kasama mga classmates ko). I was the one who gave a party when I turned 21 (este nanay ko pala,..loz). Well, I guess my best bday ever was when I turned 25 and we had a celebration with my hauzmates (d2 sa QC). Well, so much with bdays..wehehe...