HAPPY 23RD BIRFDAY TO MEEEE!

So today I turn 23, probably.
And no, I don’t have some crazy special party planned with all of my friends.  I haven’t been dropping hints that my birthday was coming to any of my buddies.  And I haven’t reserved a spot at my favorite restaurant, made an appointment at a nail salon, or slapped my face on the flyer of some club for VIP.

I like the anonymity of facebook and twitter where people just post on your wall like, “Happy birthday, Cheri!” And I don’t have to be wearing some crazy special dress with some sparkly crown on my head in order to accept the birthday greeting.  In fact, I really like the random impersonal text messages and phone calls throughout the day!

That doesn’t make me a bad person, right?
I mean …

I don’t want to have to dress up on my birthday! -_-;;
I don’t want to go to some huge restaurant or some massive club and have people scream my name over the microphone.  I’m not into it.  I don’t want to feel like I have to impress everybody on my freaking birthday.  I don’t want to be put in the spotlight.  I spend practically every day putting my best foot forward.

But today?  Today is my birthday.
Today is Cheri day.
Today I just want to be lazy.

So here’s my plan: I’m gonna scrub out and go get my nails done leisurely, pig out on hella ice cream for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert (with some sushi sprinkled in between), and maybe even take myself shopping or something.  It’s been a while since I’ve actually spent my own money.  *Snicker*

Oh, and then (get this) I’ll probably hang out with G or something.

Yeah, I just said that.
I don’t even know who reads my blog anymore that even remembers who G is, or what all crap we went through together (I haven’t been posting anything about my personal life lately — feel free to ask me why), but yeah.  It’s my birthday and I’ll do what I want.  And yesterday, he kept volunteering to take me out and show me a good time so … Well.  Why the fuck not?

I’m allowed to brat out and refuse to plan things for Cheri Day, right?
I’m allowed to refuse to be the one forced to strategize the awesomeness of my day, correct?  Can’t I just lay back and let someone else do it for me?  With all the time I spend on everyone else’s birthday ensuring that they have the best day possible, is it so wrong to want (want, not expect) the same in return?

No.
No it’s not.

So today, fuck all the constant strategizing that I obsessively commit to.
Today, I refuse to spend my time planning my life 10 steps ahead like I always do.
Today, I’m giving my brain a freakin break!

So okay.
I’m gonna take a shower, paint my face, do my hair, spray on some smell-good and have some Mint Chocolate Chip for breakfast.  Then I’m gonna get my nails done.  And then … Well?  And then I have absolutely nothing planned.  And I’m keeping it that way.

Happy birthday to me. Eheheheh.
Oh, I wouldn’t be opposed to gifts.  Hint, hint.

Selfish on Cheri Day & IDGAF,
XOXO Cheri XOXO

What do you like doing on your birthday?

• I GO ALL OUT!! Huge party with all of my friends!!
• I like to keep it simple with only my closest buddies.
• I do what you do and scrub out, take my time, and be lazy all day.
• ... Uh, I don't celebrate my birthday.
• Some other weird answer. (Leave a comment or something)

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