YESSSSS, TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY. AND GUESS WHO WILL BE PARTYING IT UP?
If you answered “Seb and Cee,” you’d be correct. ;D
This is already one of the best birthdays everrrr. I’m not one for heartfelt words because it’s hard to pinpoint the right words to describe what I feel. Let’s be honest, emotions are a weird thing. I come from a family that doesn’t do hugs or say I love you’s, that rarely hosts birthday parties or gives presents (that isn’t in the form of money), so when I receive anything from friends (cards, books, or loveeee), I am incredibly grateful, touched, and overwhelmed.
You guys are all awesome, and I love having each and every one of you in my life. <3
FIVE FACTS ABOUT ME
I am awesome.
(I don’t need to dwell on the reasons why. ;D)
When I was in elementary school, my then-best friend and I basically ruled the playground.
We ran around and played role-playing games that was set in the Harry Potter or Digimon world. We chased boys and pinched them, not because we liked them, but because we were superior beings. We’d squash the boys in our class like bugs with our feet.
I have no sense of smell (also known as anosmia).
I don’t know if I had it since birth or if I had it because of a traumatic accident. I chalk it up to it being hereditary because my mom doesn’t have a sense of smell either. I haven’t been to a doctor to get my nose tested, but it’s rather pointless. If you ask me to smell something or identify a smell, I cannot tell you anything about it. With peppermint (and tar), I can feel it in my nose, but I wouldn’t say I smelled it because I didn’t. I remember my older sister found out a few years ago and was absolutely surprised. She asked me how I was experiencing food without smell because apparently, I wasn’t getting the full experience of eating. I shrugged in response and told her that I lived without a smell my entire life so I’m not really missing anything. I thought it was just normal that I couldn’t smell.
Having no sense of smell can be great because I can’t smell bad stuff, but it does have it’s downside like when I actually want to smell my clothes
I’ve never ventured out of the West Coast.
I’ve only gone to Oregon and Washington, and that’s about it. (Reasons why I haven’t traveled: money. It’s always about money, and laziness, and time. Never the right timing.) I was planning to go to England last year for my cousin’s wedding, but my BFF, who’s currently living and teaching in Japan, was coming back to the States for two weeks. Her return fell on the wedding day. So, it was a dilemma between going to my cousin’s wedding or hanging out with my BFF who I haven’t seen physically in a year. I chose to hang with the BFF. And I don’t regret that decision.
One day, I’ll travel the world.
I am like a five year old when I see rain puddles.
I cannot resist giggling like a little girl or squealing when I jump into them or when the car runs through it. I love the way the water splashes upward. It’s hard to describe. I don’t jump into them as often though because I never have my rain boots on (and soggy socks are grosssss). But mannnn, when I do, I feel soooo much joy!
Well, I’m off to open presents, eat cake, have dance parties, and y’know, the like. I hope you have an awesome May 18th. Think of me, and your day will brighten. ;D