24 birthday

So Tuesday was my birthday. I legally turned twenty-four. It was no big deal, it was not a regular day, it was my special day. I was a truck a bit by the lost of my iPod and it was hard for me to let go because of all the doubt of how could have possibly have lost my iPod. Anyway I had gotten to emotionally attach to non living object and it was not good. I worked out and then went to class that day nothing to special except for I was on top of my own little world.

It did bump me a few times that I could not get what I wanted for myself for my birthday or even celebrate. I was unemployed with no money. I can’t go shopping and can’t even buy me a metro card to go to class. My parents are good supporters but it’s hard me to be living on them as if I am a bum with no goals or objective. Although they understand they oppress every moment of me being in the house doing what could possibly be nothing, but internally I am trying and giving it my absolute all in the search and to finally earn and built something I can be proud of.