Dunno, just never really look forward to my birthday.
Probably stems back to some childhood thing that's really trite now but probably traumatizing then.
Way I see it, my birthday is always going to come every year. Every year, same day. Without fail. Only exceptions to that will be A) if my demise is met prior to my next birthday or B) if the EARTH'S demise is met prior to my next birthday. In which case, either event would render the celebration of my birthday moot.
Unless you know someone that's hell bent on changing the calendrical system such that my birthday won't ever come at all. In which case I'd be eternally 27. Which would be pretty cool and kinda creepy at the same time.
My not looking forward to my birthday isn't so much my hating my birthday per se, more than it is my just not really wanting to make a big deal over it.
And besides, 30 is a far better milestone than 28.
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Probably stems back to some childhood thing that's really trite now but probably traumatizing then.
Way I see it, my birthday is always going to come every year. Every year, same day. Without fail. Only exceptions to that will be A) if my demise is met prior to my next birthday or B) if the EARTH'S demise is met prior to my next birthday. In which case, either event would render the celebration of my birthday moot.
Unless you know someone that's hell bent on changing the calendrical system such that my birthday won't ever come at all. In which case I'd be eternally 27. Which would be pretty cool and kinda creepy at the same time.
My not looking forward to my birthday isn't so much my hating my birthday per se, more than it is my just not really wanting to make a big deal over it.
And besides, 30 is a far better milestone than 28.
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