Today I turn thirty-one. I don’t feel any different from when I turned thirty, twenty-five, or twenty-two. The last birthday that made me feel “different” was when I turned twenty-one because that meant I could legally drink. But as for turning thirty-one? Other than grousing about turning thirty last year, I don’t feel like turning thirty-one is a big deal. To me it’s just another day, a number, really. To me it’s just an excuse to put in leave for a day off, which is great because I gave myself a four-day weekend. Now that’s a good birthday present to myself. :D
My plans for today are boring. With the weather turning Siberian in Seoul, I’ve no desire to go out. Since I’ve been out and about doing things the last three days, I wanted today to be my bum day. A day to catch up on blogging and Internet tasks, a day to just relax in my bed with my Kindle, a day of no obligations.
So I’m thirty-one. I sense some necessary changes that will need to take place for me. Such as skincare. It’s taken me until my 30s to finally care for my skin and I now have a skincare routine that I understand and follow. I need to mentally and physically get in better shape to lose weight. I’ll need to eat healthier and try to include more veggies and less junk food in my diet. And most importantly, I’ve made plans to try and quit smoking this year. This last task will be the hardest thing to do for me, but I need to do it. At least I already have plenty of hobbies to keep my mind active. Plus, I’ve cut back on drinking in my late-20s, so that’s one less thing I don’t have to change.
Getting older sucks, mates. If you’re in your 20s, embrace it and start a healthy lifestyle if you haven’t. Eat healthy. Exercise. Don’t smoke and do crazy drugs. If you drink, drink in moderation. Find good hobbies that will keep your mind and body active. Balance your life with everything — from school to work to social life — balance. Just know that what you do when you’re young will either help or hurt you as you age.
On a less serious note, thirty-one is truly an odd age. It’s a number that reminds me of Baskin-Robbins 31 and the bag company. LOL. I was quite tempted to get me an ice cream cake from the former and do a massive shopping spree with the latter, but I changed my mind :) I’m happy with what I’m doing today. I don’t need an ice cream cake or a pile of bags to keep me happy. Just getting birthday wishes from people is enough for me.