Birthdays was the worst days now we.....

"Birthdays was the worst days now we sip champagne when we thirsty"- Biggie

Five years ago, I moved to Atlanta without any friends here. I went to a bar to watch the All-Star baseball game and celebrate my birthday. Earlier, I picked up a nice southern meal and my roommate asked to eat some (I said no selfishly).  I go to the bar and order some beer. The bartender asks for some ID. I had him over my PA license and he looks at me. He gives me a faint smile and says "Happy Birthday". After 2 more beers he asks "How come youre not out celebrating with your friends?"

"I don't have any friends here"

I then tell him that I just moved and I hate my roommates etc etc. At that point, I was missing home. At least at home my mom would have bought me a cake or something, instead of my dumbass roommate trying to borrow money so he can buy himself a honey bun (story for another time). Then some girls next to me overheard our conversation and hung out with me a little. Bought me drinks and so on which concludes my worst birthday.

This year I went to a bar to watch the Allstar game and to celebrate my birthday. But I was surrounded with people I love. Sometimes on Birthdays I look back into my life and have a sense of failure. I see all of the things that I have not done with my life, all of the opportunities I lost, time I wasted and etc. But at that moment of watching baseball, I realized all the things I have gained in the last five years. I gained friendships, life experience, more knowledge of myself and more intimacy with God. I had a good day on my birthday, I have also had a good five years.