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Each year it's the same thing. Each year, one day before my birthday, I get the blues. Thinking I will be forgotten. Thinking I don't mean a thing to anyone...

- Yesterday a friend took the trouble to send me a gift through Postal Services. I'm not allowed to open it yet.
- I got my mom the latest Smurf Album (she's a smurf freak). "Why are YOU giving gifts while it is YOUR birthday tomorrow?" (as well as: "How much must I get you tomorrow if you're giving me this?!" XD)
- When I came home, I got an e-mail from a dear friend. He lives on the other side of the world. but he mailed me. Even worried he was too late. No matter how busy he was... he mailed me.

I won't be forgotten tomorrow. I know that. I also know I will get some gifts. My grandmother will also call. She always does. My aunt may call as well. She often calls, or maybe even always. My dad will hug me and kiss me on the cheek, while I laughing will push him away and call out 'ew!' (his beard tickles!). My mom may say 'Happy Birthday' all sleepy, just because she wants to make sure I don't forget it. If my sister comes, she will give me such a big kiss I always think it leaves a stain forever.

I won't be forgotten. And I will have a nice day.

But for now... pre-birthday blues.

Less than 7 hours from now... I'll turn a quarter of a century.

25 years...

*sighs*

I am soooooo old.