So I'm 30+.
If it wasn't for the fact that I spent my morning until 10:00 am or so answering texts and FB messages, I wouldn't really have thought much that it was my birthday. Being in a whole day meeting could do that.
Marking your 30th I can understand for life shall begin after 10 more years – or so they said. With the 31st, it's the fact that you are in your last digits with the Gregorian calendar. With 30+ … well it's like anything goes from now on.
Thanks to Kiks for the flattering and even more unflattering pics. (Tse! I'll get you for those two months from now!)
Thanks to friends and comrades who were there to eat and drink even for a few hours.
Thanks to those who greeted.
Thanks to those who believed I was 30.
Thanks to my mom who got speechless when I thought of her coming birthday instead of mine.
Thanks to the passion and fire I still have to continue for the years to come.
So I turned 30+. Big deal.
Just meant I got a +.