What A Trip Around The Sun

Goes a song about birthdays and how overrated they are.

This birthday video (kindly sent to me by my 4th cousin, twice removed) congratulated me on completing another trip around the sun today and reminded me that I made it alive. I gave this some thought and agreed that indeed, I didn't die this year and it was quite a tumultuous and interesting trip around the sun for the 26th time.

At this time last year, I was constantly fighting with a boy on the phone, lived at home, had a temporary job, and was sitting in Organic Chemistry lecture AND workshop until 10 pm while the class celebrated someone else's birthday because I hadn't told anyone it was mine, too. Can you say miserable?

Today, I'm soaking up the rays coming through the wide windows in a nice office with a job that throws me quite a few bones and allows me to blog every now and then. I love my UWS studio apartment and am thrilled to have it all to myself. I'm in an amazing graduate program and finished the last class of my first semester last night. I've come to terms with my face and praise my own hair. Can we agree that life is pretty darn good?

Of course, in the Indian tradition, I have completed 26 years and am on my 27th - so from this day onwards, my family will tell everyone I'm 27 and need to get hitched right away. But I can deal. I have nice hair, and bad Indian music sounds great bouncing off the high ceilings of my studio.