It was my birthday this past Tuesday. I turned 25, which feels a bit odd. I don’t think I’ve felt like my age since I was maybe 19 or 20, maybe even younger than that. I don’t know what it is, there just seems to be this discord between how I feel and think about myself and my biological age. But it doesn’t really bother me; there’s much more important things to think about in the grand scheme of things.
For instance, how wonderful my friends are. I went out with a group of friends on the weekend for an early birthday dinner. We had Korean BBQ, which was maybe not the best idea considering it was a 41 degree day (probably about 28 at dinner time) and the BBQ involved mini hot plates being brought out to sit directly in front of us on the table. Nevertheless, it was still delicious. I loved looking round the table and seeing all these wonderful people, putting up with the heat emanating off the tables, chatting to each other and having some laughs. If I had thought to take my camera, those are the moments I would have tried to capture. The moment where someone delivers the punch line of a story and everyone’s faces break into wide smiles as their laughter booms around the place and happiness hangs in the air.
My best friend then suggested we go for a walk to get some ice cream – as if anyone would say no to that. It was the perfect way to end the night – stepping out from the stuffy restaurant to (comparatively) cooler weather, heaving a collective happy sigh of relief before we all ambled down the road to seek dessert. After ordering, we all stood around outside the ice cream place (given it was a balmy night, quite a lot of other people had the same idea as us, just earlier, so they got the seats), chatting some more, in between spoonfuls of refreshing ice cream, as the perfect breeze fluttered around us, ruffling hair and shirts and dresses. You know the one where it’s not to hot and not too cold? Yeah, that one.
My friends were also quite the cheeky little bunch. I told them not to worry about gifts as I wasn’t really that fussed this year and really just wanted to spend time with them. So, of course, they got me things. My favourite tea, a book of poetry, a soy candle teacup, a cat ring – and that’s just to name a few!
I’ve definitely been spoiled this year, both in the presents and the presence my friends have given me (see what I did there, eh? Eh?). Honestly though, my friends have been there to support me through some pretty crappy times and have also helped me celebrate some of the more exciting and happy times. Having some good friends, even if it’s just one or two, can make a real difference in life. As I remarked to Mathew on the drive home “We have some pretty wonderful friends, don’t we?”
I would also like to make a special mention to Mathew for driving around with me for approximately 20 minutes after dinner, trying to find a petrol station that a) I could use my discount docket at like the cheapskate I am, and b) actually had the unleaded petrol pumps working. I saved, like, a whole $2.06 using that docket. Totally worth it.