1) The Happy Birthday Song - I am blessed to have always celebrated my birthdays with talented singers so the happy birthday song is always quite melodious with some harmonies thrown in at the end. This year, however, it happened a little differently. The moment it turned midnight I was on the subway with my friends Anthony and Vanessa and they sang the weakest, most out of tune happy birthday ever. The "whoa, yeah, kay" version of the song, if you know what that means. Somehow, though, I preferred that to pretty singing. It's the people that count, I suppose.
2) Waiting for Phone Calls - For the past two years my mom has forgotten to call me on my birthday. It's not a huge deal. I've forgotten my dad's birthday before. Being distant makes it easy to forget. So now birthdays have become this stressful waiting game to see if my mom will remember. I begged my sisters to just remind her for me, but they never do. They wanna see if she'll remember. It's like a cruel game. This year, though, she called! At 11pm, but she called. And it was the best birthday present ever. The funny thing is, my sister forgot to call this year. She felt so bad. There will always be one.
3) Presents - I don't know about ya'll but I love presents. This year was kinda funny. My room mate, who I love and adore most in this world got me a beautiful card and took me to eat tapas and made me an all white cake (my favorite) and also made me cupcakes. I couldn't have asked for more. And my dad paid my taxes for me and told me that was my present. Typical dad. Then, I went to H&M and got myself some presents. I always know just what I like.
4) Getting Away With Shit - When I'm with friends on my birthday I feel like I can get away with anything! For instance last night I tried to steal someone's spot on the couch, "Hey can I sit on the couch?" "No, I was here first." "But...it's my birthday." "Fine." Always a win.
5) Facebook posts -If there is one thing social media has done, it is to guarantee that no birthday goes unnoticed. I was flagged down on the street by so many people who wanted to wish me a happy birthday. Including random professors and acquaintances. Never would this have ever happened before Facebook. And this year I got a record number of FB posts on my wall. I always scroll through, though, and read the ones that are interesting. "Happy day of birthing" or "Happy Nathan Day." The generic ones that just say "Happy Birthday" (Kendal, that's you) I can break down by number of exclamation points to see how good of friends I am with them. Fun facts.
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