Older and Wiser
There are people who don’t like to be the center of attention on their birthday. They are avoiding all the crazy fuzz we make about getting on year older, they hardly tell anyone their day of birth so they won’t find themselves in surprise parties or the appearing of a wild birthday cake.
And there are people like me… attention whores through and through who proudly wear pink Hello Kitty plastic tiaras all day long, giving not a single fuck about what people might think about them.. cos hey, it’s my birthday! We count down the hours before midnight, some of us even have a special birthday song that we wanna hear at 00:01 o’clock to shout out to the world that today we are special (mine is Princess of the Universe from Queen.. and no, I don’t know what you’re talking about, that is correct song title :p) !
And after 31 years I think I finally get why celebrating your birthday is so awesome: You are special for a whole day, people thank you for existing and pad you on the shoulder for surviving yet another year in this cruel world, everything is awesome… and afterwards, when the day is over and it is no longer your birthday you have all these awesome new things and cake leftovers to over power the throbbing emptiness that’s creeping up on you and your not specialness once again ^^. I know right, I’m so deep… that’s because I’m old and wise now *lol*.
One of my awesome new things is my new Wacom graphic tablet.. I’m having way to much fun with it (as you can see) and I’m already forgetting how to use a mouse ^^. Thank you, Mr Sew!
And THANK YOU for all your wonderful comments, tweets, emails, messages, phone calls and presents. I had a great day and hopefully I’ll have a great year. I LOVE you all!