It's that time of year again.
A year older.
Precisely 22 years since I've started to breathe.
Everyone is asking me what am I doing for my birthday and the simple answer is: nothing.
Think about it.
Why should I be doing anything for it? If I want to look back over the year, be grateful, make counts on the past year's events, take upon new resolution, have a quarter-life crisis... it's my business. I do not need to throw a party nor do I need to go out to dinner with anyone to mark my birthday.
It's a day just like another, except that it means something special to ME.
Now if you were my friend and decided to take me out or to plan something for me, I will be happy to participate. But please don't ask me to plan it. Why should I plan my birthday when I am perfectly happy being with myself, at home or busy with stuff?
Don't worry, I know it's my birthday, I know it's a happy day (how could I forget with everyone busting my Facebook wall??)
But if you need an excuse to go party and be happy, feel free to celebrate St Patrick's day.