Happy Birthday to me. At this point, I have definitely reached the age where birthdays are no longer a status thing. After 21, you begin to dread your birthday instead of anticipate it. This is for a few reasons:

• no one else will know its your birthday unless you mention it--why rock the boat?
  
• your age no longer represents a vital rite of passage
  
• your birthday is likely to be a weekday, and thus, a "school night" (must work in the morning)
  
• over time, birthday cake slowly becomes a poisonous substance to adults
  
• a birthday is only an embarrassing reminder that one day in the future, a doctor will give you a prostate exam
  

I could go on, but I don't really enjoy sobbing like a baby. I'm 24. Time to enjoy it.