Apr 04, 2010 10:35
I woke up this morning and finally looked at a calendar for the first time in... forever. Between people dying, crazy zombies, and suddenly having a Y-chromosome, I've been too busy to properly sit and think. My first thought: When did it get to be April? I realized that not only have I been in the City for almost nine months but oops, today is my birthday. I used to get so excited by birthdays but I guess they've just taken a backseat to world saving and just surviving.
So, because just working on my birthday is just too depressing, I'm open to suggestions as to how to celebrate being nineteen. It's not really a milestone age (except that I think it's the legal drinking age in Canada? Which doesn't really matter because it was eighteen in Britain and I was there for forever) so I'm thinking just sitting around and eating a few pizzas will suffice. Anyone free?
I've also come to the realization that I might be here for longer than expected and so when summer comes I'm going to take some summer classes and work on getting my BA and eventually MA, if I really AM here forever. Because you know me-- if I'm not doing six thousand things at once, I get SO bored.
A semi-serious post from Katherine Ann Pryde? I know. I'm shocked, too. Must be my old age.
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