17th May 2009
Woot! I've made it to 36!
36 is getting dangerously close to what some might consider
"old". But, fuck it. My twenties were miserable.
I've been more happy in my thirties than I've ever been, so
bring on 37, 38 and beyond!
This year, I went distinctly Filipino with my party. I
invited all the kids involved in various RYE School programs and
associated family and friends. At a guess, I'd say about
sixty people turned up.
Some of the neighbors found and slaughtered about 30 coconuts
that was turned into the buko
(coconut) salad of doom. Much
BBQ pork and rice was also produced and
distributed to the guests.
Due a lovely but poorly timed phone call, I didn't actually
get to eat any of the food. Which was kinda a bit odd
since I paid for it all. But, all the kids
got some food, which was great since so
many of them are obviously malnourished.
I also hired a karaoke machine from a nearby village.
It was a pain getting it there, but
once it was plugged in, the songs began to
flow almost instantly.
Last year, I
got an awesome
painting from my good friend
Jiha - which is
now proudly displayed in my home. This year, I got another
awesome painting. This time of a local mountain by the
local pastor - the wife of whom attends the adult computer
classes. I don't have a scan of it yet, but will upload it
when I do. Having two paintings made just for me for two
consecutive birthdays is just awesome.
I also got a bag of fruit and a bottle of rum. The
fruit was delicious and the bottle of rum will be passed onto
the cook who prepared most of the food.
It has become somewhat of a tradition to
do a brief summary of how I felt during the time of my birthday.
Here are my previous entries:
For my 36th
birthday I am going to add "Busy, tired and worried"
the list. "Busy", because I am. "Tired",
because I'm busy. And "worried", because despite doing all
these awesome projects, it is still early days for Meaningful
Volunteer and there is still a chance that it will disintegrate
into a crumbling mess.