Today is my birthday. I am 33 years old today. I feel like I’m getting old. But I’ve never been more stable since my mental breakdown in 2006.
My present was a bubble tea from my support worker. His company was nice. I had a few relatives over for my birthday. It was nice. I see my support worker tomorrow as well.
I feel better after my depot, which happened yesterday. It is now 9:50pm at night. My cousins have just finished their piano lesson with my mom, and are preparing to return home.
My mom teaches piano. She is a piano teacher of beyond grade 8 standard. That’s the highest standard. God bless her.
I play piano to a grade 1 standard. I’m not very good at piano. I’ve been a beginner for nearly 20 years. Oh well.
Happy birthday to me! I enjoyed my 33rd birthday! It was awesome!