Every Year I am in a different place in my life but I tend to celebrate the same way. I get my morning wake up call from my family with a Mariache group blasting through the phone at like 6AM. That is the moment that I wake up feeling like a true princess.
It seems as the years go by that it's less and less of a celebration for me but instead a burden of reflecting of wondering what are the things that I have accomplished this past year,which is totally fine. I always end up enjoying it the same.
But hey who knows, maybe I might have a chnage of mind and will want to celebrate this weekend. but as of now...Nothing =(