The girl who just can't play it cool

I don’t understand why more people don’t get excited.  It’s a whole day….just for you. Even if you don’t do anything special, even if no one else knows…YOU know there’s something special about that day. It lasts the ENTIRE day. . It’s a day that’s exclusively for celebrating you. Everyone has to wish you happy birthday and be nice to you.  There’s a glow throughout the whole day. You can feel it all around you. Your job seems more exciting, tastes are sharper, colours are brighter. All because it’s your birthday.  I hope I never stop feeling like that.  Why would I want to lose that feeling? I’m not even a kid or a teenager anymore. I think I’m technically in my mid-twenties now. This is where I’m supposed to start moaning about how I’m getting old and begin to dread my thirties. I don’t care. A birthday is a birthday. And I’ve only gotten smarter and hotter every year so I think I have a lot to look forward to. Maybe I just like attention.