060492 in memory.
song playing; "Happy Birthday To you"
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to FITRI, happy birthday to you!
my inbox keeps on collecting thousands of mail of people wishing me happy birthday, my phone ran out of battery because of lots of vibrations due to texts, facebook keeps giving me notifications, oh, how i am thrilled for today.
Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year: The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again. - Menachem Mendel Schneerson
the saying, is rebut-able.
yes, God gave us the same energy, yet, what you're about to read is perfectly, considerable and logic with no fallacies on the other hand.
heres the hypothesis;
the greater the age, the greater the responsibilities.
hypothesis is accepted btw.
technically, as we grow older, we have more responsibilities and more things to talk and share with which are also called as experiences.
well, to me, not much experience i gained as i went to boarding school for 5 years. feels like i am a persona non grata. a france word for the words unwanted person.
universities, paperwork, jobs etc will be ahead of you. in short, life.
all of us are well told that, children under 18, are prohibited from doing all sorts of things. pity.
but when you're old enough, the conscience will tell you, how hard it is to grow older with time.
it keeps telling you;
one
"hey, you're old enough to do amazing things"
two and last (the hardest part)
"hey, you're old, work your tuche up, and earn something for a living, get up."
hearing to the first one sooth us, yea, what do we say,
18sx.
but, on the other hand, the second one, scared the hell out of me. jobs, people around us, commanding us to do things, etc, seriously, its mind-boggling.
but, hey, listen to this quote;
You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely
definitely.
but, the consequences are deadly severe.
you may end up like a rat in a hole.
dont be.
its amazing how conscience taught us to write, some said that, its the murmur of the heart.
and what do i care about all this, all i know is "joi de vivrae"
i'll sure do. i'll do so.
"Happy birthday Abe"mom and dad uttered some simple words with loving gestures.
i just love you guys.
thats all. thanks.
l8er.
