There's a couple of things that I like to blame on going to a selective school, and one of them is the inevitable sense of inadequacy that I sometimes feel. Now don't get me wrong, I'm a pretty happy person and I'm pretty happy with where I am now and what I'm doing and all that but there is something about birthdays that make me feel confronted by the stuff I feel like I should have done 'by now.'
This has been exacerbated by my 22nd birthday when I wrote off my car - leaving my high school car park (where I was parked - not exactly legally).
Anyway this year could be a nice step towards reclaiming birthdays as fun because it was pretty good, pretty undramatic. A friend at work made me cupcakes and I didn't do any marking. Now I'm 25.
Now it's six weeks until I fly out.
Dear "Claire",
ReplyDeleteIf I recall correctly, you were sad about your car on your 22nd birthday party, but you had a great spanish omelette prepared for you shortly afterwards. I hope you also got an omelette this year.
Kind Regards,
Birthday Memories
PS Don't have on selective schools.
and by 'have' I mean 'hate'.
ReplyDeleteNo omlette! But I had some sausages and a waffle?
ReplyDeleteby 'omlette' I mean 'omelette'
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