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Apr. 2nd, 2012 12:17 pmI foresee a rather lonely week.
Apr. 2nd, 2012
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Apr. 2nd, 2012 06:55 pmCountdown to birthdaaay... on the 28th... I'm trying to make myself be excited for it. Last year it kind of came and went and I was a bit too drained to really care. But dammit, a birthday should be something I'm happy about.
I know a lot of people, my friends even, disagree. "Whatever, you're a grown adult, who cares?", "It's not an important number", "Oh yay, just marking one year closer to death and your life means nothing"...
But... fuck that. Fuck it being an "important" year. Fuck it being a reminder of death. I want it to be a reminder of LIFE. To celebrate the last year full of friends and love and growth, and to bring in and bless the next year to better myself and the lives of those around me. I'm not an idiot... I know I'm an adult. I know cake and balloons and presents and a bouncy house are "immature"*.
But it's not like I'm viewing a birthday like a child... I'm marking and celebrating a year being older and wiser and living a fuller life every day. I've traveled around the sun and seen and done something just a little different each time.
And you know what? I love it, and believe that it's worthy of celebration.
*Well, not the cake part. Cake is always awesome. So are balloons. And presents. And bouncy houses. FUCK IT, ALL THINGS ARE AWESOME, FUCK MATURITY, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY. No clowns though, fuck that shit.
I know a lot of people, my friends even, disagree. "Whatever, you're a grown adult, who cares?", "It's not an important number", "Oh yay, just marking one year closer to death and your life means nothing"...
But... fuck that. Fuck it being an "important" year. Fuck it being a reminder of death. I want it to be a reminder of LIFE. To celebrate the last year full of friends and love and growth, and to bring in and bless the next year to better myself and the lives of those around me. I'm not an idiot... I know I'm an adult. I know cake and balloons and presents and a bouncy house are "immature"*.
But it's not like I'm viewing a birthday like a child... I'm marking and celebrating a year being older and wiser and living a fuller life every day. I've traveled around the sun and seen and done something just a little different each time.
And you know what? I love it, and believe that it's worthy of celebration.
*Well, not the cake part. Cake is always awesome. So are balloons. And presents. And bouncy houses. FUCK IT, ALL THINGS ARE AWESOME, FUCK MATURITY, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY. No clowns though, fuck that shit.