Well, the day has finally come. I’m officially 27 years old. Doesn’t it suck that birthdays don’t really make you feel any different, especially when you’re older?! Sure when you were a kid you’d get all excited and happy, you’d get a TON of presents and your friends and family would shower you with birthday wishes, cards, balloons, and that oh-so-special birthday cake.
Nowadays, it’s all about the Facebook “Happy Birthday” mentions and texts. No more balloons, maybe some cards and presents, but at least you still get a cake, right?!
I think I’ve been a bit out of the birthday loop the past few years because I didn’t have a cake last year, not that I was upset about it because I really didn’t do anything, and probably won’t have one today. Instead, today I’ll be taking a midterm exam and then crashing in my room for the night. Sound fun, right?!
Sigh, the last time I did anything fun for my birthday was when I turned 21 and celebrated for the whole month. Ah, that was a good month!
Man, with all these lame birthdays I’ll really have to step it up when I turn 30. I feel like such an old-head!
Anyways, I’m still happy to say that this is the one day of the year I get to call my own (although I know it’s shared by millions of others).
So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!