Yes, today is my 23rd birthday! As always, I don't feel any older, but perhaps a little bit wiser. It just happens over night, like fairy dust is sprinkled over me while I sleep, and when I wake up...BAM! I'm just more clever and deep. That is a joke by the way.
No, I love birthdays, even ones that are as inconveniently placed as mine, right in the middle of all this holiday spirit and new years ruckus. Sometimes I think that June would be a great month to have a birthday. I mean, nothing happens in June, right? When I was younger, I used to have my birthday party in June. Yes, a full 6 months after my actual birthday! Nobody cared about that fact though. They just wanted cake and to go bowling! (I always had my birthday party at the bowling alley.)
Speaking of cake, my birthday cake usually looks nothing like the one above, although I do love all the colors. When I was younger, I used to decorate my own cake. I even made a Lion King cake once with a river, stones, grass, sparkles, and Simba and Nala toys on top. It was AWESOME. I wish I had pictures. Anyway, now my mom buys cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory and it's the best. She tried to make me a cheesecake last year, but it didn't turn out so great so we're going back to The Cheesecake Factory.
Anyway, looking forward to it all. I don't think there is really anything special that happens when you turn 23. I mean, when you turn 16 you can drive; when you turn 18 you can buy cigarettes (I don't smoke) or rent porn (I don't do that either) or vote (everyone seems to forget this, but I do vote); when you turn 21 you can drink (yes, I do that, but in moderation), but when you turn 23...nothing! I guess that's okay though. Honestly, my favorite year was 17 because I could finally go and buy a rated R movie ticket without a parent! Then, when I turn 18, I could buy rated R tickets for small children (AKA: my friends who were still 16.) What a blast!
Anyway, I'm off to enjoy the day. I'll talk to all you lovely people later!