I have to say that my birthday is my favourite day of the year. Yes, I like to be the centre of attention, and go out and cause mayhem on the streets of Toronto, but I also really like to reflect on how far I've come, or at least how long a year is and how much actually goes on in 365 days.
Last year at this time I was about to start my last term of theatre school, totally mentally and physically exhausted and completely dumbfounded about the real world that was about to hit me. I had plans and I was sure that everything had to go according to them, OR ELSE. (Guess what... everything went OPPOSITE to plan. Oops!)
This has been the year where I've figured out how to go with the flow, or at least not get so stuck in my ways. This has been the year where I've realized how important my friendships are and how many amazing people stick by me no matter what is going on in my life. This has been the year where I've actually started doing the things that are important to me (not trying to do them), and I feel like I'm finally starting to put myself (and my friends) first.
I've realized how far I am from actually being a grown up (one of my besties just got married, and boy, did it make me feel like a child), and how being a grown up is really NOT what I want right now; but that this middle "I'm not a girl, not yet a woman" phase that Britney so fondly sang about in Crossroads is actually the best time of my life so far. And I could not be more thankful for it.
So, happy birthday to me. But let's just celebrate how fanfreakingtastic this next year is going to be for all of us.