Today I have officially joined the late twenties category, and I’m marking it by writing my first blog post about it!
First of all, I was never a fan of big parties with lots of people—not that I’m an introvert, I just don’t see the point in big parties especially for birthday. I didn’t have a sweet 17 birthday party (in my country we celebrate adulthood at the age of 17), and not once I ever regret my decision. So, celebrating my birthday at home with family—or even alone—is enough for me, and this coronavirus situation doesn’t really bother me in terms of birthday.

I like to take some time alone on my birthday to reflect on the past or try something new. This year, the new things I tried is champagne. I’ve never had a glass of champagne in my 25 years and 364 days of life. Also, I baked my own birthday cake using this cake mix! I will probably do this again for my next year’s birthday. Baking and decorating a cake is therapeutic.
Now moving on, about the reflecting on the past, it’s really not a deep or super thoughtful reflection. Mostly I just compare myself to my mom when she was my age. I feel like she accomplished so much when she was my age, while I feel like my brain is still in high school and I never actually grow up, just getting older and gaining weight. This reflecting thing most of the time ends up giving me anxiety, so I stop halfway and rewatch Gossip Girl for the I-lost-count times.

Anyway, I feel like every year, my birthday is always better than the last. Maybe as I get older, I learn how to appreciate simple things more than before.
Last but not least, thank you, everyone, for the birthday wishes!

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