my birthday is creeping ever closer. just a week now. i haven't pulled it's my birthday month!! with the birthday dance out once this year. maybe i really am growing up? ah! that could mean i'm growing old!! no, i guess maybe i'm more mature. i consider this a pretty important birthday milestone. the last three were just kind of there, but 25 is a whole quarter century now. i haven't had a really important birthday since i was 21. i'd like to think i've changed a lot since then. but... maybe not as much as i would have liked. i guess i'm making the same mistakes. i still haven't finished school. before i was running around with no direction. now at least i know which way to go. at 21 i guess i still took people for granted and expected things to always be the way they were. now i know how fragile it all can be and how important it is to hold on to what you cherish. one of my (male) friends told me the other day that women have it hard because men just get better with age. maybe he's right in the long run, but i'm 25. technically, i'm less than a third of the way through my life. basically, i'm just getting started. it took me a long time to realize that, but i think i get it now because it means more to me than it would of four years ago. i've been a happy 24, but i'm excited about 25.
