I rationalized eating my second pack of Smarties today by saying “It’s my last day as a 27 year old, why not!“.
But then it hit me – The day of your birth is not the actual age you are. I was born August 30, 1991. So on August 29, 1992, I had been alive for 365 days, or one year (it was actually 366 days, but I’m excluding February 29). I turned one on August 29.
Which means that on this day, August 29, 2019, I have literally been on this earth for more than 28 years!
Your age on your birthday is always the age you say you’re ‘turning’ plus one day. You ‘turned’ that age the day before.
This information isn’t really useful in any way, and someone will probably comment that it’s flat out wrong. But I may start celebrating the day I turn my new age as opposed to the anniversary of my birth. Except this year, since I’m realize it today when I’m already 28 years old.
But next year! Turning 29 on August 29th!!!
I imagine Bud will like this post, Drew will hate it (he may not even read it) and everyone else will be indifferent or think it’s stupid.
Hmm, not sure I like this. On August 29, 1992, I don’t see how you’ve been alive for 365 days. I would think you’ve been alive for 363 full days, as well as part of August 30, 1991, and part of August 29, 1992 (depending on what time of day on 8/29 you decide to declare this). I think you’d hit the 365-day mark at your birth time on August 30. Maybe I’m missing something though.
Either way, happy birthday (probably the first time I’ve ever wished you a happy birthday, but it felt wrong not to do so here after commenting).
This is stupid. 08/17/1987 I was 0, 08/17/1988 I turned 1. 1 full year when by.
Example of base 10 numeric system:
12.5 -> 22.5 is 10 or “1”.
You are a moron.
After hours of checking formulas, consulting scientists, rechecking formulas, and reading your two comments, I’ve concluded that I’m wrong.
I can’t delete the post though. It’s too good.