Alright, I guess I should mention that my birthday was on Tuesday. I'm 19 now, bringing a close to my first full year as a legal adult. Woo!
It wasn't a very eventful day. I got up 20 minutes late, skipped econ rather than walk in 30 minutes late (but it's not the first time I've skipped anyway...), got some free birthday Starbucks, went to my English class...basically a normal day, except for the free drink, which was pretty cool. I wish we could have more than one birthday a year, so that we could get free stuff all the time.
It's kind of funny, birthdays seem to lose their significance as you get older. When you're a little kid, it's so exciting every year, getting to bring in a treat for your whole class, having parties, getting lots of presents and cake and having your whole world think that you're special for that day. As I've gotten older, birthdays mean less and less. It's still cool, my friends celebrate, I get a few gifts, whatever, but it's obviously not the same now that I'm 19 as it was when I was 9. It kind of becomes just another day. It's a day full of facebook notifications and texts from friends, but it's not a big deal anymore. Not to say that free stuff isn't a big deal - that's definitely still a big deal. But just the whole day in general.
I also think it's weird how people will go nuts and be all "oh you're a whole year older, what's it feel like to be (insert new age here)??" and you're all "uh. it feels pretty much like it did yesterday, when I was (insert new age -1 here). thanks though". My roommate Meghan did that, it was literally like 12:03am on Tuesday and she screamed and yelled "HAAAPPYYY BIRRRRRTTHHHHDAAAAYYYYY" and woke Wells up. Then she was so excited and kept saying "you're a whole year older!" but it's like. Yeah, I'm a whole year older now than I was this time last year. But I'm really only about 4 minutes older now than I was when I was 18. It's really not a big deal. Birthdays are built up to be this big deal, it's this huge milestone, blah blah, you're older and wiser and everything is great. But it's really not like that at all. You have milestones all the time, and you get wiser through experience. Growing up is more just something that happens to you. It really doesn't have much to do with your actual age.
I did have a pretty good birthday though. Jim gave me a really pretty cameo ring, and my parents bought a new pair of boots for me. Jim and I tried to go to Denny's on Tuesday night for my free birthday Grand Slam, but they were closed between 11pm and 4:30am for some reason. Tonight we all went to Denny's as a group, because it's also my bff Kyle's birthday the day after mine, and I actually got management to give me my free birthday Grand Slam a day late, because they were closed when I got there the day before. That was pretty cool. It was actually second dinner, too. Jim joined my family for my birthday dinner tonight, steak and baked potatoes, followed by chocolate cake with caramel icing. It was all very wonderful. I'm happy to have made it to 19, and to be as luck as I have been and surrounded by the people in my life.
Tomorrow (today really) is Thanksgiving, so I'll try to post something tomorrow night about that. I might incorporate that into the Friday Five, but I'm not sure yet. Have a good night!
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