I'm no longer a teenager, and I really don't feel any different. Somewhere in the midst of just trying to make it to college, I grew up. I'm really not sure it ever happened, I don't feel old. (And really, I'm not.) I have, God willing, a long life ahead of me. It's just strange to think that I've already lived two decades. Twenty feels nice. Scary, but nice.
|I'll probably have bad luck for that...|
|It's Betsey Johnson! Squee.|
My family had a small party for me after we had our family Christmas on Friday. I really just wanted a cake. :) (See what I was saying about not being grown up? But does anyone outgrow the love of cake? I think not.)
On Sunday, I drove three hours to spend time with my boyfriend. We exchanged Christmas gifts. (The boy got me Nickel Creek's first two albums on vinyl. I almost died!) On Monday, we went up to Saint Louis. He took me to Chipotle, a comic shop, and a record shop. I bought a few records. We were going to go ice skating, but it was absolutely frigid, and I didn't wear a jacket. (I didn't think it would be so cold!) His family made me a super tasty birthday cookie. We spent the rest of the evening watching Star Wars Ep: III. He gave me my birthday present this morning--a beautiful necklace. I'll have to take a picture soon. It's perfectly me. He did well. :)
It was good to spend time with my family and loved ones at the start of a new year and a new chapter in my life. I didn't make any resolutions this year, but I am working on a "21 before 21" list, so stay tuned!
Happy belated New Year!