As adults we don't usually put too much weight on birthdays after we reach and then surpass 21. And, I really thought I was not going to mind the fact that I am not doing anything special on my actual birthday. Well, I was wrong. The fact that I am not going to see any family or old friends face to face on my birthday is really rather depressing. I have never woken up in a house all by myself on my birthday. I have never not had a special dinner or cake with family before. And no birthday cards either...(I guess I am starting to sound like charlie brown on valentines day).Now I am celebrating my birthday this weekend with my mom who is coming and we are having cake at Leighs. But, it just feels so weird not to celebrate on the actual day! This blog could go on and on as a pity party on my behalf, but I will end it with these two rather obvious points about my life:
1. I hate growing up
&
2. Not having Jake around is really going to take some getting used to!
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