So today begins the day that I become obsessed with my upcoming birthday on Wednesday. I learned on my 18th birthday that your birthday is always as big as what you make it. I went all out with my 18th birthday by going to lunch at my favorite restaurant with 25 of my closest friends, back to my house for cake, and then getting my belly button pierced and visiting a sex toy shop before dinner with my parents and then going to a club. That was a good day.
My 19th and 20th birthdays were a little less climactic. Especially with a Virginia Tech shooting happening just a few days before my 19th birthday and being an RA the following year, partying was minimal. Well, for my 21st, all of that will change. I have so much planned starting on the actual birthday, Wednesday the 22nd. I'm trying my best to get all of my work done before then, but unfortunately I can't concentrate because I just keep thinking of the fun things I will do and how I can plan for them.
I can't wait to celebrate the last birthday I'll ever be excited for with all of my good friends.
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