Party! The word usually brings the image of hyped up kids and cheer.
There's nothing like a good party, especially among friends. Combine that with a sleepover and lots of sugar and you've got trouble. Oh and add to the fact that they're my friends and that adds to all of it.
Anyway, I've written about sleepovers here before and while that's applicable here, I believe the party element is more important here. It definitely has that vibe to it.
Of course, my birthday isn't technically until the 28th of March and not yesterday. But still. It was considered my birthday anyway and I was the birthday girl. I got the end of the table, the first piece of cake and a ton of different presents. And, of course, I got the wonderful honor of being the hostess and I didn't have to worry about being on the fringe of it all (that part, while demanding, was especially cool).
So, as I stated before, it took a little nerve for me to put this on. I was thinking about how no one would come and then I would have to go through the mortifying process of cancelling it. I was also super scared that it would suck and everyone would think that it was lame and hate me for it. Or that I would be a terrible hostess. And, of course, there was the planning part (which I'm not too good at). But I still did it. That part was good at least.
There's something nice about parties. If they are of the birthday variety, they only come once a year so they're super special.
Somewhere along the line, my birthday parties went from inviting the whole class to only inviting my closest friends. From carefully coordinated parties that only lasted a few hours to spontaneous sleepovers. Still, over the years, I've enjoyed them just as much.
I think the best part about birthday parties is that feeling of being at the center of attention. That probably sounds pretty shallow but it's true. You don't have to fight for it and you don't have to share it. It's all about you and that's something that I'm sure even the most modest person can appreciate. Being the center of attention makes you feel loved. I especially felt loved when I got my cards, many of them custom-made by my friends.
Not to mention it was super fun. One of my friends suggested we do this game we learned from acting class and we were cracking up at them. It was great! Not to mention that we all managed to make each other laugh and derp around quite well.
Of course, all good things must come to an end. Eventually, it fizzled out and we went home. Also, being the introvert I am, I needed a little bit of time to gain my energy and to recuperate from having a bunch of people over.
It didn't end there, though. I had my family come over for cake in the evening.
As my dad says, my sister and I have birthdays that never end. I like it that way.