My roommate’s birthday is tomorrow. She doesn’t know it but we’re covering our apartment in streamers and balloons in celebration. We’re also getting her a peanut butter pie (her favorite) from Perkin’s and going to Thunderhead for pizza and drinks. She is turning 21 so she’s pretty excited. However, today she told me she’s not as excited as previous years and I have an idea as to why.
Birthdays are a big deal in my opinion. When I turned 20, we had a “Princess Party” complete with bracelet making, pin the tail on the donkey, finger nail painting, and pink finger foods. It was pretty sweet. Last year, I turned 21 and the day was just as exciting but not because I was excited to go bar hopping. I don’t drink so that reason for turning 21 had no appeal to me. I was just excited that it was MY birthday. A day that’s all about me.
I’ve heard people say that once you turn 21 there’s no reason to look forward to birthdays anymore. This brings me back to my roommate. I believe that she isn’t as excited to her birthday this year because she’s so focused on turning 21 that she’s forgotten about the fact that it’s the one day out of the year when people have to be nice to her and give her stuff. That’s how I view my birthdays and every is as excited as the year before. I’m not upset that a particular year has passed. It just doesn’t matter.
My family has told me that once I get a bit older I will change my mind about birthdays, which may be true. I don’t think so though. It’s just something that I look forward to every year. I even go as far as saying that we should all get a birthday month, meaning that during the month your birthday is in, every day leading up to your birthday, people have to be nice to you. My birthday is on the 29th of September so this really works well for me, until my friends start telling me to shut up about my “freakin’ birthday month.”