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I love my birthday. I love that I get notifications for every person that thought of me for a few minutes and wrote on my wall or texted me. I love getting phone calls (I got one from my Zoo Client today because my Brand Leader told him it was my birthday!), and flowers (RAINBOW ROSES from Jon this year!), and cards.
I know, I'm an attention whore. But I think everyone should celebrate their birthday. It's a day all about you, and you deserve at least that much!
Anyway, while I'm sad to be leaving behind my mid-twenties, and not exactly pleased with my career direction, I'm reminded every year on my birthday that I have people in my life, no matter how removed, that at least sometimes will remember some fun memory we share, and think enough about me to stop by my life for a few minutes.
The celebration will continue next week, when I'm not insanely busy and can actually celebrate a little more!
I know, I'm an attention whore. But I think everyone should celebrate their birthday. It's a day all about you, and you deserve at least that much!
Anyway, while I'm sad to be leaving behind my mid-twenties, and not exactly pleased with my career direction, I'm reminded every year on my birthday that I have people in my life, no matter how removed, that at least sometimes will remember some fun memory we share, and think enough about me to stop by my life for a few minutes.
The celebration will continue next week, when I'm not insanely busy and can actually celebrate a little more!