I’ve just turned 22 and even the number 22 just looks so weird to me (I’m even more old than the old that I already was). I happened to go Thorpe Park for my 22nd (not of my choice) and to be honest with you it was pretty lackluster. Not just because of the fact I hadn’t been Thorpe Park years prior to this recent visit and I didn’t know how it wasn’t going to be as fun as it used to, but because I honestly just don’t care for my birthday anymore. When I was younger during primary school times it used to be such a celebration and I honestly had the best birthday party’s ever (I wish I still had the pictures), but to me now there just doesn’t seem like there’s anything to even celebrate about. I remember when I turned 18 and I really did not want to do anything. Whenever I would plan something and I would ask people if they wanted to come they would say “I’m busy” or “They can’t come.” But when someone else would ask everyone is straight away willing to go without hesitation and it’s kind of shitty so I just stopped asking. On top of that I wasn’t really having the best of times in my life around those times so I wasn’t really in the mood anyway. Still, everyone kept saying “It’s your 18th you have to do something” and my mum literally forced me to have a party, so I was literally forced to invite people. Out of the 20+ people I invited and said they were coming only 10 came and 3 of them were family members soo… (well 12 came, but 2 of them left pretty early to go to another party, which speaks for itself) and I just ended up drinking a lot because the whole experience made me feel worse, but it was also the day I found out I was a heavyweight so I guess there is an upside to it 😊🙄.
I even forgot the the point to that story, but for me anyway birthdays are just so overrated and it’s practically just another day. All these things you plan for your birthday can be done on any of the 365 days that we have in the year and it’s honestly nothing special to me. I just don’t feel I have anything to celebrate about it or it’s something to celebrate for anyway, I mean babies 353,000 babies are being popped out each day, it’s just another normal thing.
Finally though I’m going to end this post with a quote from Mario Balotelli which kind of sums up how I feel about in a different way; “When I score, I don’t celebrate because I’m only doing my job. When a postman delivers letters, does he celebrate?”
P.S. If you invite me to your birthday I will be there to celebrate, I’m only talking about myself