Bleh, 19.
So I spent my nineteenth birthday playing lego with my young cousins which was an.. interesting experience. I've decided that nineteen is a rather depressing birthday. I liked being eighteen. Besides, you don't actually get anything out of nineteen, not even some kind of arbitrary "Ooooh I'm in my twenties/thirties/whatever" kind of milestone. So, really, It's quite a useless birthday. Maybe we should all just jump straight from eighteen to 20.