I never have a clue what to write for birthday posts.
I've sat here for a solid 15 minutes... and nope... I got nothing profound... like at all... other than to say I'm 21 as of now.
And I'm headed out to lunch at my favorite place.
And I'm putting off any work for the next 48 hours.
And I'm eating cake tonight.
And I'm eating the fabulous dinner my mom's cooking up for me.
And I'm going out for drinks and dessert tomorrow night since I'm legal now... in regards to alcohol... what a sad world it would be if there were an age limit to desserts.
And I'm going to make one of my rare trips to the mall. And by the mall I mean the bookstore, Yankee candle, and the Hallmark Store, not the likes of Macy's. I love shopping for clothes in theory... not so much in practice... I end up getting bored with it after 20 minutes... and they blast really crappy techno music through the speakers. That alone doesn't promote great business from me.
And I'm watching The Hunger Games tonight... and While You Were Sleeping because it's probably my all time favorite.
And I feel like I'm boring you the reader... which I can't really blame you for, but I promise this would all be more fun if you were here with me doing it all, rather than reading about it.
But for once, after reflecting on this past year, I can say that I feel like I'm a year wiser... which is an odd sort of feeling.
I'm trying to enjoy it as it's not likely to happen for another 21 years... maybe... I don't know.