The Beauty in Life

Thursday, April 06, 2006

If I knew how to title this post, I would.

Well Then.
Tuesday was my birthday. There are just a few things I observe as I age and I would like to share my frustrations with the birthday scene with you.

When I was younger, I used to jump out of bed on my birthday. It was the only time I ever did this, and I haven't been a morning person since. This year, I just wanted to sleep all day. My father came into my room and wished me a happy birthday. I said, "Yeah, you too...." He then told me to get up for family devotions that have been read at 7:00 every morning for the past 15 years plus. I decided to sleep in an extra twenty minutes. I figured, hey, it's my b-day. God will forgive me.

I asked for no presents this year. Did anyone listen? Of course not. When I got to school I already had two cards, fifteen dollars, and a bouquet of balloons. My parents didn't listen either, but they can't help it. They're practically required by law.

The whole present thing? Way overdone in the first place. I think that at one point in history someone actually realized birthdays weren't all that great. I think I'll call him Curtis. So Curtis was walking along one day and thought
"Yes, I tell you thee the truthest, today on this cursed day in history is the anniversary of the day i came out of my mother's womb, and thou has forgononest to remindst me. From this point forth, I declare that I shall be given presents by ye and your sheep to fill my day with joy"

yeah. Thank's a lot Curtis. Now I have to write thank you notes. Ever think of that one????

Another thing. Happy Birhtday, WAY OVERDONE!!!! sometimes it's annoying to be noticed. If a birthday is THAT big of a deal, why do I have to be at school in the first place. And how do I know that people aren't muttering under their breath saying,
"What I meant to say was Crappy Birthday, loser"
?

Lastly. If I didn't know better, I think people want me to die from overeating bfore my 16th b-day. Why did you make me breakfast? Why did you bring me lunch? Why did you pay for a huge meal for supper? Was I really that enjoyable to give birth to? was it that painless for you? Because 15 years ago, the only thing you could think about was the fact that being 2 weeks late made me fat and painful. (at least, I would have been in pain. wasn't that part of the curse anyways?

I'd like to add that I am proud of this- I am undeafeted at the birthday candles for yet another year....

15, and I'm ready to change the birthday mindset....
Then I'll change the world
singlehandedly

-Bekah

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