I’m about to start intensive courses in finance for the next six months, so I won’t be quite regular on this blog during that period. I will try to post as much as possible, but I don’t know how things will turn out.
Today is also my birthday, and for a reason, I feel a little bit sad because I’m 30 now. I don’t know if I’m sad because I left the twenty-something world, or if I am because one of my friends, who nearly sold some drama last month because I was about to forget his birthday, completely forgot about mine today. Mister has just released his new book, so he must be busy too much not to care about me. Selfish man…
Some of my friends hated when they turned 30. They all said they had the feeling they were adult now and they should act like real ones. Some of them decided which path they would follow at that age. One eventually admitted his homosexuality and made his coming out to all of us. Another ended her ten years relationship with her man because she realized he wasn’t the one and that she couldn’t lie to herself anymore. I realized I was in a turning point in my career and that I needed some upgrades.
So, did you feel something when you turned 30?