normally, this time of year, i'd be dancin around yellin to everyone the great news... it's my birthday month! because of course the whole month leading up to my birthday is practically as important as the birthday itself. but this year... well, let's just say that i'd rather it snuck up on me. because i'm turning 25. TWENTY-FIVE!! that's a quarter century. it sounds soooo.... old.
how will 25 be different from being 24? i don't know, but i don't want to find out. i can already feel that something crazy is going to happen, like i'm going to become a normal, rational adult or something. and i don't want that. not at all. i like being immature and getting away with it. watching cartoons and laughing at fart jokes. playing with video games and saving up for toys. i nurture my inner child and give it free reign over everything so that it doesn't throw any tantrums. i just love being a kid.
but i'm not a kid anymore. and it sucks. and it's only going to get worse. and there's nothing i can do about it. there is one thing to look forward to of course. on the birthday, you get presents. and i love presents. i love surprises of any kind. there's nothing i want right now for my birthday, so there should be some good surprises. well, a car... but that's my birthday present to myself. and i get to have a party. and that's a great part of the birthday too. i'm really excited about that. brad and i are both hitting big milestones (he's 30) so we'll have to do something worth remembering.
well, maybe growing older doesn't have to equal growing up. maybe this is one part of my life that i do have control over. maybe june 30th will come and go and i won't feel any different at all. well, here's to hoping...
