Finals Week: Birthday

I woke up this morning to 29 facebook notifications. 29! I took a screen shot since I knew this would probably never occur again. Throughout the day, the number steadily increased. Today is my 19th birthday, and I have a discovered a renewed love for facebook. I read through every single comment, and though some are from people I don't know very well, I was still overwhelmed by all the love.

Every year, I tend to set low expectations for my birthday. It probably alines with some underlying issue of rejection, but with my birthday falling on finals week, I really did set my expectations low. I would probably study for most of the day (which I did) and so would other people. But my friends surprised me with how wonderful they were. Christin, my roommate, started the celebration at midnight. I heard her watch alarm go off and the next thing I knew she was busting into the room with balloons. (A birthday is never complete without them). We were already a little hyper (result of too much studying) so the celebration was very successful. Meghan, my neighbor, happens to be my twin, so we took our celebration into her room. It took me a hour to finally settle down, and by that time I was exhausted.

I did end up studying most of the day, but it really wasn't that bad. Maybe because it was my birthday, everything just seemed to go right today. My French exam wasn't too difficult. Family friends had flowers delivered to my house (my parents sent me pictures - these people know me so well). And I even received a medal in my mailbox today for having good grades. Tonight my friends and I went to Qdoba like every Tuesday and afterwards I went to my friend's room down the hall to watch Lost. When I walked in, they had surprised me with a mini birthday cake. It was the only thing my day was missing. And Rachael had even gone to Publix and picked out my favorite kind (yellow cake with strawberry filling!) Lost was amazing, and surprising full of answers.

Now I am in my room studying for my CP exam on Thursday. I was able to Skype with Liz, which simply brightened my day. Last week, it seemed weird that I was going to turn 19. Now that the day has come (and is almost over), I happily embraced my new age. I'm almost done with my first year of college. 19 seems to be the perfect number. And just how I enjoyed every moment being 18, I'm excited about what this 19th year is going to bring me.

If you are reading this, thank you for all the birthday love. You have made it one of the best birthdays I have ever had.