Saturday, April 01, 2006

We're going to party as if it were, in fact, my birthday

I don't know about you, but any of the songs that feature the line, "Go (whoever), it's your birthday. We're gonna party like it's your birthday," don't make much sense to me.
On my birthday, since I started undergrad at least, I've had rehearsals, concerts, exams, class, and sometimes even Easter, so there's really not been a level of partying that one could equivocate with the kind of partying these songs promise. And I want to know, at what point in time will I be able to party as if it were, in fact, my birthday?

I'll be 26 tomorrow and, if the movie 'Singles' is any kind of cultural measuring stick, I seem to remember a line about how you need to do all the stupid stuff you want to do before you turn 25, as that is the official age of responsibility that signifies your mid-twenties. The most stupid thing I've done is probably a tie between dying my hair cranberry red and piercing my belly button (which happened on the same day....hmm) and that took place long before 25, so I guess the only thing left to do before I turn 26 is clean my house and paint my toenails.
(Does anyone want to clean my house for me? That would be awesome!)

In other news, my first DMA recital is on Monday. I'm taking the day off to relax, warm up at my leisure, and have a coffee date with an opera singer to talk about becoming one. I still haven't decided what I want to wear for said recital, but my programs are being printed on lime green paper. I guess this means the orange sequined dress is out....


Cross your fingers I remember all of my German, and don't worry, I would never wear orange sequins before Easter.