I feel like there's a need to talk about today----the day I've been forgetting, again and again, since the beginning of....my MCAT preparation, maybe.
It's a good thing, I have to admit, that you would forget your own birthday because you were so busy. You're not obsessed with thoughts like, "why can't I get a tiffany," or "why do I have to stay home this birthday."
I'm pretty happy with the way my birthday goes this year, which is, no birthday.
I woke up this morning, took a shower and went to the bathroom; made myself a nice, big breakfast and read a few pages of The Science of Photomedicine, until I received a message from Dana saying, "Happy Birthday." I realized that my birthday was still on my facebook page and that I, for some reason, never have cancelled it. I feel bad because I don't remember Dana's birthday. However, I remember her anniversary with Shawna, August 7th, I believe.
Colorado is shutting down again this Friday due to the ever worsened pandemic. By no means would I want to celebrate my birthday at a restaurant tonight and throw a "Corona Party."
My book arrived today though----a second-hand book that I got through Panli.com. When will the milk tea arrive, I wonder.
