T,
Today is my 19th birthday and the day I am creating this blog.
I'm not sure why, but I felt the urge to put my thoughts down, have the feeling that someone is listening to me, even if no one reads this at all. Do you have the internet where you are?
I guess that's kinda the good thing about the internet. Even if no one is there, it still feels like anyone could be watching at any time. Whether that's a negative or a positive could be debated, but for now, I'm grateful for the invisible eyes that might stumble upon this at some point in time.
This year was... interesting. For the past couple of years, my birthdays have been dull and typically full of conflicting emotions. I don't really like celebrating it. I haven't in a while.
I received 6 "happy birthday" messages this year, a new record. Well, 5 if you don't count my dentist's automated texts. 1 if you don't count obligatory family texts. I don't particularly mind not having many friends, but sometimes I do wonder what it would be like to have hundreds of people blowing up my phone the second it hits midnight. I think it would be too overwhelming for me to handle, anyway.
I was going to buy myself a cupcake, but I ran out of time. Maybe I would have bought two.
There's always next year.
Eternally, yours truly,
Alexander
PS. Are you still ageing with me, or do you stay 16 years old?