katekat | anticlimax? sure

someone told me yesterday that you stop caring about birthdays at a certain point. I think they were lying. Because even my dad, who winces when I wish him happy birthday, still *cares* (he just doesn't like the idea of getting a year older and is annoyed that its happening to him). but the urge to downplay something isn't the same as not having it matter.

all in all i felt a little bit lonely for my birthday this year. even though i'd mentioned it to my senseis the day before (and they dutifully told my classes), no one at school actually wished me happy birthday yesterday. We're gearing up for a huge test tomorrow, so it's to be kind of understood, but it still made me feel forlorn. Sam wished me happy birthday when we studied after school, one of my other classmates did as we were walking out of classes (with some prompting), and my housemate did once i got home, but all in all the in-person recognition was pretty sad.

so despite my mom sending this hilariously awesome (seriously ridiculous) birthday package over the weekend, the day of my birthday was ... just another day.

now it's the 10th in the states and i've gotten really awesome emails and notifications and mentions in posts from people i love who are in a different time zone, so i'm feeling more cheered. than you to all of you who are reading this who sent me a little something - know that it was particularly awesome and made me feel less alone. and hopefully this weekend i'll do something that seems like a celebration, and that will be worth blogging about.