Ha, I just realised that yesterday marks one month until I'm 19!
Not really that exciting. 19 seems to be a pointless age, inbetween the milestone of becoming an adult 'legally' and becoming an adult numerically. And I've never heard an adult speak fondly of when they were 19, it was always either 18 or early 20s. Speaking of which - the thought of turning 20 next year is quite frightening.
But anyway, it's going to be on a Friday, last day of work for me (and I'm hoping lots of other people aswell!) so if anyone's in town on that night we should do something. I'll get a cake :) Heehee.