Birthdays are so weird. Some are amazing. Some are terrible. Some pass without much hoorah. Some come with all of the pomp and circumstance that a culture can offer. It is also interesting how you eagerly wait for the one special person to tell you "Happy Birthday."
Yeah thanks so and so for wishing me a great day, but I'm waiting for [insert name and heart eyes] to tell me... That person probably isn't even worth the time you spend waiting.
Sing, Happy Birthday to yourself! Celebrate your personal growth. That's what really matters.
Most importantly though, listen to Beyoncé.