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So I'm 24 today, and I'm not for sure positive how I feel about it. I love birthdays, even though the actual day-of usually ends up being a total bust, and a worse-than-average day.I've always loved the novelty of a new age. I've never really felt any older.
Today is different. I feel like an old lady, I feel like I would rather still be 23, I feel like it's all downhill from here.
But on the bright side, I've had a really lovely day. Pancakes at Kitchenette, which has awesome pancakes, and a sweet gift from JJ - a framed print of my favorite illustration from Where The Wild Things Are, a favorite of both of ours from when we were little kids. Pretty yellow and red flowers from Dina, a cute birthday card and Borders gift card in the mail from Steph, some awesome text messages and e-mails... and another huge bouquet of flowers was delivered in the afternoon, after JJ's anxious "Are you sure you've been home studying all morning and afternoon?". A huge, completely pink bouquet. Awesome.
The rest of the day, yeah, has consisted mainly of studying chemistry and re-reading a lot of evangelicalism textbooks, but that's just how it goes, I guess, when your birthday falls during reading week, and how it'll go for the next three years, too.
Tonight, though, I'm taking a break to make myself a chocolate cake with white frosting and watch "The Exorcism of Emily Rose". And tomorrow is the shindig, I hear.
24, so far, is going to be just fine, I think.
Today is different. I feel like an old lady, I feel like I would rather still be 23, I feel like it's all downhill from here.
But on the bright side, I've had a really lovely day. Pancakes at Kitchenette, which has awesome pancakes, and a sweet gift from JJ - a framed print of my favorite illustration from Where The Wild Things Are, a favorite of both of ours from when we were little kids. Pretty yellow and red flowers from Dina, a cute birthday card and Borders gift card in the mail from Steph, some awesome text messages and e-mails... and another huge bouquet of flowers was delivered in the afternoon, after JJ's anxious "Are you sure you've been home studying all morning and afternoon?". A huge, completely pink bouquet. Awesome.
The rest of the day, yeah, has consisted mainly of studying chemistry and re-reading a lot of evangelicalism textbooks, but that's just how it goes, I guess, when your birthday falls during reading week, and how it'll go for the next three years, too.
Tonight, though, I'm taking a break to make myself a chocolate cake with white frosting and watch "The Exorcism of Emily Rose". And tomorrow is the shindig, I hear.
24, so far, is going to be just fine, I think.