I don't know if it was just bad timing, but this birthday kind of sucked. And I'm talking about how I felt turning 33 and not about how other people celebrated my birthday. Every one that celebrated my birthday did a great job, especially my co-workers; who spent extra time photoshopping pictures of me and taped them almost everywhere around the office. I hope how I felt about my birthday this time around wasn't because of the extra number of years--I hope that the true cause was indeed bad timing. To top things off, I got strep throat ON MY BIRTHDAY! And the bad thing is, I have to wait 361 days to see if it was bad timing, or if birthdays are not fun after 32. This year 2009 is a very special one to me. First, I turned 33, the age believed to have been Jesus' age when he was crucified (and resurrected.) Second, it is the 20 anniversary since I left my home country of Mexico and came to live in the U.S. Uh..this is shaping to be a long topic and it's about 3:45 AM and I need to rest. We shall continue this topic later.
Happy Easter!
PS - Sorry for not updating this blog sooner, but I've been working on a lot of things.
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