Birthday

My birthday is almost upon me. I think I am making the switch from enjoying my birthday to not really liking it so much. Which is kind of sad. When I was little, it was the best day! Everyone paid attention to me, gave me gifts, was happy that I am alive. Now, I guess I am expecting my birthday to be as fun as it was when I was little. Since it has these high expectations, when it turns out to not be great, I am crushed. Last year for example, I had my birthday on a school day. Ok that is fine. Except this school day happened to be the same day that most of my friends went on a trip to Six Flags. I was alone, at school on my birthday. Not the greatest. This year it turns out, my Dad won't even be in town. And not some coinsidental thing. He is going to Houston. Fantastic.

I cannot do anything about getting older. Oh. Except, I want to try and accomplish as many things as I can while I am 18. That is about the only thing that I can do. Because, time is not going to stop. Not even a little. I haven't even like, gotten a tattoo or a piercing or bought some cigarettes, which, I don't smoke but I always thought I would do it for the sake of being able to do it. I have 20 days to try and figure out things to do. I am not sure I will do more than study and sit in my stupid dorm room. Woot. I cannot wait.

I am also a little intimidated by what 19 will bring. I guess, realistically, I will go through a wonderful summer and another year of college. But throughout all that, I will have many a responsibility and challenge. Well there's something to think about.