Well, I feel obligated to do a birthday posts, but honestly, I've got nothing to say. My birthday was, for the most part, not blog-worthy.
Jeffrey worked all morning, so I was home alone (Grandma was out). I puttered about on the computer for a few hours, told myself I didn't have to do the laundry, and generally just let myself slack. I had to work from 4-11. I left for work before Jeffrey got home. Work was uneventful (except for one guy who just totally grossed me out, AND was an asshole, to boot.) but after work, I came home to a cake Jeffrey had made, and some presents in the form of Oreos and Cheez-its..... in other words, my two favorite snacks ever (and the cake is lovely, delicious)
I think I pretty much broke my record for Facebook birthday wishes, at a grand total of 56 (but that's not counting all the non-facebook wishes I got) so that was pretty fantastic. It's the little things like that, which make me really happy. On my 16th birthday, not one single person wished me a happy one until after I reminded them that it was my birthday. Even my parents and sisters forgot. Both of my sisters remembered this year. It was fantastic.
In other not-so-news, nothing has changed with college. I STILL have no recommendation letter. No one will write me one, or even respond to my emails. I'm going to get in touch with teh Dean of Students today, because this isn't okay. At the very least, they ought to email me saying "I will not write you a letter." Ignoring me completely is just plain rude. And I'm going to be heartbroken if the reason I don't get into Hollins is because I can't get a recommendation. I was a much better student in college than I ever was in high school, but several of my high school teachers were willing to write me recommendations. I just don't understand, and I'm angry that no one will explain it to me. Are you too busy? Did I not make enough of an impression for you to remember me? Did you secretly hate me for some reason or another?
But since this is my "Happy Birthday" post, I'll end this by saying: I'm 20! Woah! New decade..... ten years ago, I was panicking because I thought my entrance into "double-digits" was going to be scary. 7 years ago, I thought the same thing as I entered "teenagerdom". And on my 16th birthday, I fell apart because I was afraid that the fact everyone forgot foreshadowed my future. Now I'm entering (or already in, I guess, since my birthday was yesterday) my 20s. This too, is a landmark birthday, but this one isn't nearly as scary. This one I think marks the start of my entrance to adulthood, and I think I can handle that, whatever it entails.
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