"I Never Wanna Say My Best Days Are Behind Me"
I've been writing this entry all day. I'm not really sure what it's all about, but hey. It's my birthday. I was born eighteen years ago, today. It's a weird thought. I'm technically "an adult", but like any other birthday, I don't feel any different. Not that I really expected to, but y'know... This has been a nice birthday so far; Nothing crazy, but it's been good considering I'm in Philadelphia, away from all my friends and family. To be honest, my birthday has been the furthest thing from my mind all week because of my workload from classes. It wasn't until Melody called me at midnight to wish me a happy birthday (which was an awesome surprise) that I even really thought about the fact that it was today. I know that eighteen is a big year. I know I should probably have something philosophic to say about growing up, but I don't really. I've spent a lot of time in past years of my life doing things like that to the point where I'm truly out of original things to say about it, so I'm not going to fake it. It's not that I'm over it, I just think that we spend so much time thinking about the formalities and social norms of situations, that we sometimes lose originality. One of my ideas behind starting this whole thing was to try to push myself creatively. Doing the cliche "wow, I'm getting old" entry doesn't seem like a good way to do that. If you know me, then you know I'm not one to do things I don't feel. I'm not down on people who do write about that stuff. There's been plenty of times in my life where I've been there, and done the same thing. Right now, even if for just the moment I'm writing this, I want to live in the present. Of course I'm always thinking about my future, but I don't want to count off my years as they pass, and talk about what it was like to be young just yet. I'm still young and this is just the beginning. So yeah. Now that I've ranted about getting older, here's the good news! My family is coming down to Philly tomorrow to see me for my birthday. I'm excited to see them, and see the city a little bit more while they're here. Maybe we'll find some nice places to eat and walk around a little bit. I'm hoping for more fall-like weather very soon. This heat is no good for morale. I need to clean up and do laundry before they get here. That should be fun. Everything in college tends to turn into "an experience". I'm going to take a shower. My current mood: Indescribable.