That said, I hate birthdays still and this was probably the last time in my life I celebrated it. :) and I had so much fun and I think everyone did too. But it still feels like a day in which I'm testing people. It's important that you show up and if you don't without a good and timely excuse, you don't pass the test. That has no consequences, but still you didn't pass some kind of test. And that's how I feel about everyone else's birthday: i'm in some kind of test. If I don't show up on this one day of the year, regardless of how present I am in your life, i don't pass that one particular test. And I know this to be true because I, of course, listen to what people to say when someone misses their birthday.

















