In case you don't already know, I celebrate every birthday, including my own, for
three months. But the first day, I reserve to celebrate my 22nd birthday, every
year. That was the one that inspired me to stop trying to cram all that
goodness and happiness into only one day.
There's actually a Birthday Problem (aka
Birthday Paradox) in probability theory. "In probability theory,
the birthday problem or birthday paradox[1]
concerns the probability that, in a set
of n randomly chosen people, some pair
of them will have the same birthday." Of course, if you
have 367 people in the group, the probability is 100%. However, 99% probability
is reached with as few as 57 people. There's something about assumptions in
there. It's worth reading at least the first bit of the article.
There are maybe limitless reasons to celebrate one's un-birthday.
In East Asia, there are various ways of dating one's age. In Japan, for
example, babies are born at "1 year" by tradtional
counting -- accounting for the year one is working on. I've also been told
by a reliable Japanese friend that everyone's age advances on New Year's Day
(solar--celebrated Jan. 1)
In any event, please just be happy about something for me, especially
today!
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