Same thing I asked myself when 
Yes, I always forget my birthday due to a reason which will be made known to you all some other time. Till then, please enjoy the ride I’m about to put you on.
As much as I would like to keep it short and sweet, I’m sorry in advance.
Birthdays are supposed to be one of the happiest day that a person knows he/she has reasons to look forward to. Even if we have bad days and we have days that are hard to stay grateful, a birth-day is a day that lightens up one's mood. Friends and families come together to celebrate with us and we feel on top of the world all because we have almost everything we had ever wished for even if it was just for 24hours. We make wishes, blow out candles, get to have family and friends around, and we get to be made fun of with either old pictures or times we were caught slipping.
Growing up, I think from age 1 to age 10, I always celebrated my birthday each year thanks to my Parents. They never let any year go by without me having a birthday party. Although I can't really remember all my birthdays growing up but I think my best birthday will be my 1-year old birthday. Of course that was the first we shouldn't expect anything less right?
I actually think it was that big and beautiful because I was the first son. I had lots of toys but the best thing about it all was one of the cakes my mom ordered. It had a football pitch with complete teams on both sides. At the time, I never knew how beautiful the cake was until I became a little bit older. It was then and only then it occured to me that my parents especially my mother really loved me considering the way she used to discipline me at the time. Yeah I thought she hated me (let's keep that a secret now, shall we?).
Compared to my first birthday, my 7th year birthday was a little bit funny. I had just gotten to this new school so I didn't know how things were done over there. Was my birthday so I was very happy and thought I could do whatever and get away with it. I kept running my mouth all day disturbing the class until my teacher at the time called me and insisted I served a punishment. I almost died (literally) with all the laughs from my classmates and the humiliation. I mean "The birthday boy that got punished"?? Doesn’t sound right. I was on punishment for an hour or more all because I thought I could go scot-free with whatever just for that day.
The only thought going through my mind the whole time I was on punishment was how I could stop the class teacher from sharing the goodies my parents had brought to school but I couldn't come up with anything. Was blank and just kept crying.
Normally, I've always forgotten my birthday since I turned 13 or so due to one reason or the other, but all because I let my close friends know the day I was born, they kept singing it as a reminder to my ears. I actually act annoyed and say they should stop it already but deep down I'm always glad I have them by my side. They cheer me up when I'm down, They raise me when I'm short, they stand up for me, Damn! I love them a lot even though they've been planning evil things since they knew, they're still a sweet bunch.
Finally,
I'm glad I got to see this day, and I thank God for always keeping me and now I can say I have a reason to celebrate my birthday each and every year with my favourite people in the whole world which of course includes my family.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!! 🎉
