So earlier this week I turned 24. Didn't realize how soon this birthday crept up on me, but when it came really close, I couldn't help get excited, although I kept it real low. For some reason, I hate to expect good things on birthdays, especially when there are no real plans. Expect less, hope for more is the way I go. And more it was!

I had a couple of good old friends surprise me at midnight with some pastries (no, not cake, pastries!) and then went out for some ice-cream. In the day, after a relatively grown up lunch with my closest bunch of friends (including a couple of great surprise show-ups), I did what I should've done on my 13th birthday. Hours and hours of arcade games - air hockey, foosball, Ferrari racing and bumpin' cars - my God it was so cool!

I missed the race that day, but check out this Ferrari fanboy supporting his team even on his birthday (they needed it!). Anyway, this birthday was about friends. This birthday was good :)

P.S. - I just realized - no gift last year, and none this year too. Damn!