45 entries ago

I can't believe that it's the eve of my birthday again and it's time for that annual self reflection! I feel this excitement but at the same time sadness and fear. Gone are the birthdays where I felt real happiness and anticipation. Now it seems that I dread it. I'm so much older plus I don't get that much gifts anymore.

Another year has gone by and looking back, it seems that the first memorable day that comes tom mind is the day HR released an email to the company listing all new promotees and I was one of the names. Pathetic in a way, isn't it? It's another work-related milestone. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'm 27 and I don't have anything to show for the year that has gone by. 3 years from now I'll be 30...and I can't imagine myself that OLD! At work I want to breeze through the day so that I can go home and relax but what comes with that desire is another day wasted. Work -- home to sleep -- work.

'Carmela, it's time to get your butt off the floor!' I need to do something bold, something crazy -- like live in another country or shift careers or do what I've wanted to do for half of my life -- fly. Panic is beginning to set in and I'm really wishing that this year will be THE year.