Tomorrow I'll be twenty-five.

[annamel]

And I don't think it'll be much of a difference: I'll still have to work, I'll still do everything I'd do on a normal day. I won't tell anyone it is my birthday at work, I want to see who remembers it.

It's funny, when you are a child, a birthday is so important to you: there is the presents, the birthday party, the cake... when you become an adult, most of your birthday's specialness seems to disappear. I like having a birthday, but it is not the same anymore. It's just another day.

I miss my childhood, it was much simpler to make me happy back then.