You say it's your birthday...

Ah - the day has come and gone but it was just great. So many people brought about a lot of smiles to my face throughout the last few days, and even though my day has passed I have so many good things to look back on.

And you know, I was thinking that it's actually quite odd what a hype people make about birthdays. Not in the sense that you never really feel older and all of that, but more along the lines of it being such a random day to just celebrate. I suppose they're celebrating the fact that you're alive, which seems odd when it's phrased that way, but it's true. People give you presents and love, all basically with a, "Hey, I'm glad that you were born!" sentiment behind it. But I digress...

Anyway, now it's about 3am and I'm stuck here writing a paper because I've put it off all week in anticipation of my big day. Smart idea huh? But it's actually almost over and I really don't even mind. I still got to go out with some friends, knock back a few drinks as a rite of passage and enjoy the last few moments of the day.

I'm building memories on things we have not said...

Want to hear the cutest part though? He called me to wish me happy birthday! YAY! (Oh god I've been such the girlie Zara lately)

::sigh:: :-)