Birthday's are weird for me. I always love my actual birthday and getting to celebrate with family or friends, but I'm not the typical person that counts down the days until my birthday, or waits (with anticipation) as the day quickly approaches. To me, it's just another day.
Honestly, I don't like being the center of attention. I'd much rather blend into a crowd of people than have people 'celebrate' me, or anything along those lines (this will make for a very interesting wedding (whenever I get married)). Anyway.
My birthday is two days away, and I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing for my birthday. All of my family is across the country, so I won't be spending it with them. All of my friends are spread out across North America, so I won't be celebrating with all of them either. I know that Justin and Amanda have something in store for me - but I have no idea what it is. And yes, it gives me slight anxiety. I'd much rather plan someone else's birthday and make THEIR day special than do something for my own birthday. I'm weird, I know.
Justin's birthday is 6 days after mine, and I have most of the details planned out for his 'big day', and I'm honestly more excited for his special day of the year, than I am for mine.
A birthday is just another day of the year. Nothing too crazy, nothing too 'over the top', but it's a nice day to feel special and feel loved - so I guess I'll just embrace that.
I might as well enjoy my last 48 hours of being a quarter of a century. On Wednesday I'll be a whole step close to 30 - yikes.
I just realized that I actually sound depressed about my birthday - totally not what I was going for, just writing out my birthday thoughts.