02.08.04

So this is gonna be one of those super-packed weeks.
Monday: Get bitch slapped by databases midterm
Tuesday: Get bitch slapped on other cheek by informatics midterm, go to VSA/VSL meeting.
Wednesday: Go learn some cha cha cha-ing skills with Lily (maybe?)
Thursday: My official 22nd birthday, maybe some family stuff
Friday: The big 22 birthday bash.  Out to dinner, then either partying or karaoking it up.  Hit me up for details.

Oh yeah and besides that, I gotta worry about going to class, working on our big online store databases project, and going to work.

I'm turning 22 on Thursday.  It feels soooo not special.  In fact, I feel like I'm getting too old.  I might as well wear cardigan sweaters and go to bingo night.  No longer can I call Angela a "granny" for being 22.  It's the age where everything starts going downhill and you no longer look forward to your birthdays.  I'm supposed to be a full fledged adult right now, ready to step into the real world.  So why do I feel like I'm not any closer to that goal than I was a year ago?

Can someone give me a reason I should be excited about my birthday on Thursday?

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