My birthday is the 200th day of the year (201st on leap years), which was a week ago. I’ve noticed that the last 3-5 years have gone by seemingly faster than usual. (And they have!)
My cousin explains this … phenomena as “relativity.” Put simply, having more years in relation to the number of hours a day makes the previously-big measures seem shorter. (I think.)
So, 24-years-old::24 hours a day. I now have a year in relation to each hour that a day has. Couple that with EVERYTHING I’ve ever experienced and it makes most things feel like they aren’t “new” anymore. Solution? New experiences! 24 down, 476 to go. :p
Anyway, some things:
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As it would turn out, a way to make post-birthdays just plain sad is hanging out with your own kind. In this case, two senior citizens ranting about their failing love affairs with younger women. 
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Nothing perks up a workplace more than a sale, or maybe a coupla pizzas. 
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I ate a horse! Well, in tapsilog form, thanks to new-office-champ Vlad. Dongalo in Parañaque — it took me hours to get home!
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Thanks to Drei + Ven, my potential for ultraviolence has increased two-fold. Thanks for the awesome gift!
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No matter what age you are, YOUWILLNEVERBETOOOLD for ice cream and cake. And Coke! NEVER.
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Also, I ran out of things to say.
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No matter how you hide, SOMEONE will know it’s your birthday. Thanks, beautiful people!
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