i'm a birthday hypocrite.
If people find out about my birthday and wish me well, I'll most likely say something along the lines of "thank you, I don't generally make a big deal about it".
It's all a lie.
Inside, I absolutely revel in the attention and recognition that comes from birthdays. I've (recently) gotten past telling everyone I talk to on October 21st that it's my birthday, and I didn't bring treats into work today either, but I still found myself today mentioning it to my husband a little bit louder than normal so that maybe someone else will hear and acknowledge me. "oh yeah, Kita called me this morning and sang *HAPPY BIRTHDAY* to me, it was really sweet.....no, I'm not really sure what I'd like to do later for my *BIRTHDAY*...I'll think about it tho..."
I don't really know why I think my birthday is such a great thing, it's not like I'll go out of my way on a regular basis to celebrate myself. Maybe that's it - it's good enough just once a year to hype myself up and seek attention, and this is the perfect opportunity. I don't do anything to deserve it, I was just born today. It makes turning older a little more pleasant as well, I so haven't minded being 27 today at all, because it's my birthday - I should celebrate!
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Spamalot on your birthday! Sorry I didn't say happy birthday. Hope it was great. Seth said you guys had a party-- how was that?
It was pretty fun, more low-key than I thought - I had no idea how many people ended up being invited, thus no idea of how many would come! But there was family and friends alike, and a midnight movie at the end of it. Good times...=)
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