Last February, I turned 24.
Thinking about it now, I really didn’t like celebrating my birthday. For me, its just an ordinary day. I spent my 18th birthday in bed, all day. (it was a weekend, lol)
Being far away from my family, this birthday was by far the most depressing I had.
No more midnight surprise from my sister, or my college roommates.
and this taught me something. That unlike when I was back home where my family is required to greet me, or when I was in a dorm where roommates were always fun and up for something, now people are no longer obligated to greet me. Surprising a neighbor was not a thing and people are not really the kind to remember your birthday.
Greetings and surprises will only be done by your true friends.
And I realized I have none.