Leap year into my heart...

After some extremely hasty due diligence, I found the following population stats:

The question remains if you were part of this 4 million people, would you celebrate your b-day properly when it came around on the 29th or on the 28th of every year?  If I was blessed to be born a handful of monthes and days earlier, I would be celebrating my 7th birthday.  I can only assume that most modern governments have addressed this, but still it would make each birthday count.

Birthdays now for people in their 20s and 30s seem incredibly insignificant as if it just an inevitability.  I think that any birthday demands at a bare minimum a toast for that person surviving the previous 364 (or 5 for leap years - heck yeah).  Although I do believe that Cake wrote a song that's main purpose is to push the fact that: Some people like to make life a little tougher than it is".

What is the age where people in your life begin worring more about themselves instead of you? I don't think it's 21, but roughly in mid-twenties (this obvious changes due to the mental stability of each person - I'm pumped when a club-footed monogloid with down syndrome make 45 - I think they are already considered for the Estonia congress, although i could be wrong....)