I am a birthday person

My birthday is coming up, and I am SO EXCITED about it. I never understand people who don't care about their birthdays. 

A birthday is the one occasion in a year when I can be entirely selfish. I can give myself permission to take some time for me. I like to plan out the whole day and cram in all my favourite things.

This year, my birthday will stretch out over a few days. I've already bought some of my favourite snacks. I'll take the day before my birthday off from studying. A day of shopping alone. I'll wander around, and maybe buy some things. Meet a friend for lunch. Go visit another friend in the evening, talk and have takeaway food. On my actual birthday, I'll have a massive brunch with my family. I'll read a magazine. I might go to the beach for a quick swim. Then in the evening, I'll head to my friend's farm for a campfire and night of camping. The next day is packing up, resting and doing absolutely nothing else. 

To be honest, planning and getting excited for my birthday might be the best bit. Does this make me an adult child? Or does anyone else get this excited about their birthday?