It's my birthday. Woo hoo. It is hard to feel excited. But I'm trying. My family sent me flowers. They were supposed to be delivered, but they weren't and I had to go pick them up. No big. Except it's my birthday, and it would have been fun to have them delievered. Do you hate birthday's like I do? I always get so excited about them, so jump-up-and-down-spin-around-crazy excited, and then I go to sleep still tired, still with things to do tomorrow, still. I wonder if excitment is an emotion created solely for the purpose of having ups and downs. I have yet to be excited, and have any expectations fulfilled.
I am 21.
I have another 60-70 years to live.
That's a lot of ups and downs.
No I did not go drink, even though I am now legal to. (I am here referring to alcohol.) Though it probably would have been a good day for it, considering.