Birthday Realness: No One Cares

So I had originally planned to post this on June 11th, the day after my birthday. But then I thought hold on, why would anyone care about this? No one and I mean NO ONE, cares about your birthday as much as you do.

The B for basic blogger thing to do is write a birthday blog post covering the “what I learned this year”, blah, blah, blah. I personally love to write myself a little note on the eve of my birthday summarizing the highs and lows and what I have learned. I’ve done this for as long as I can remember. But a blog post, really Sophie? Nah. No one need’s it.

My note:

I’m now 25, I’m half way to 50 *rolls eyes, shed’s a tear*. The last year of my life has been AMAZING, maybe the best one yet. And all for the right reasons, AKA ME stuff. Career, pursuing passions, taking chances, having confidence, choosing the right people to be surrounded by.  24 might have been the first year where I had all of that at once, so it was a good age. But my goodness did it run away from me. I know every year goes by fast but FUCK this one took the biscuit, crumbs and all. I guess the whole moving to New York thing helped with that… I guess I gave up time when I gave up the green fields.

So cheers to 25! I hope I discover new drinks to order because I’m SICK of vodka soda lime.

Ok done.

That’s enough about my birthday. It’s 12 months away. I want to talk about your birthday!

What do you like to do for your birthday as an adult/ in denial adult? Seriously, I want to know, please comment below!

I think when you’re planning a celebration you need to remember your the only one that actually cares. It’s not like the junior school days where your parents organized a big birthday party on their tab and invited your whole class. Bounce castle’s, play center’s and treasure hunts were THE BEST! Back then class birthday parties were your only social life and didn’t cost you or your friends a penny. That’s not quite the case in your 20’s. (Or at least it shouldn’t be! Grow up and pay for your on stuff!). So what’s one to do??

Be chilled. Manage your expectations. You might actually enjoy it.

Keep The Number Small  

Is popularity even a thing anymore? The older I get, the less I want to see people I don’t really care for. Sounds mean? I don’t care…. I want to be with people I LOVE on my birthday. People I know will make me laugh and are happy to be there.

Plan the Social Logistics  

I want to be able to speak to the people that came here for my selfish day. Long dinner tables are not fun.

• Please do not have a restaurant dinner for your birthday if there are more than four people!
• And PLEASE plan it based on their budget, not your’s. They’re busy saving for their own big day.

This year I picked a hotel rooftop here in New York that I knew wouldn’t get super busy. When I booked the area I asked for a square or round space because I wanted everyone to be able to talk to each other. There also needs to be a chilled build up to loudness and rowdiness. The hotel had a nightclub downstairs that we later moved to after the (free) first bottle of vodka. We had catchup’s and we danced. The BEST things in life (and they were free).

I may be sounding a bit harsh in this post. I actually just sound like me. The older I get the less energy I have for sugar coating. My favorite thing about blogging is the ability to write the way you talk, something I will be doing more of this year.

Okay, I’m off to stuff my face with more birthday cake…..  Just kidding, I had Baked by Melissa cupcakes. The mini melt in your mouth bites that no one feels guilty for having seconds. Cakes are way too extra now 🙂

Thanks, Bye, Sophie x