well,well, well here it is again. I haven't written in awhile so a lot has happened. I'm not going to talk about most of that though. I am moving out in June, that is now set...I am still looking for a place and will move in with two other people. I wish I could do a single place but that isn't economically feasable and besides I need to learn to walk before I start to run. Because of the move I am now working all the time. It is going to suck pretty severely next semester but I need to go so that is that.
I turned 23 a week ago and that was met with generally mediocre fanfare, more of my online friends told me happy birthday than did those with which I hang out. This got me down quite a bit. I don't expect a lot of presents or all that much attention but it would have been nice had they picked up the phone and called me to say happy birthday. It would have been nice. The friends that did spend time with me for it were wonderful and made it special afterall and I am appreciative of tehm for that. 23 is weird for me. It is not an age I was prepared for. I think it is the beginning of or last year until "mid-twenties" which effectively rules out the notion of "kid" or "teen-ager" both monikers that I wanted to be rid of but now I lament if only because they were what I have identified with for so long. So I guess I hate to see them go. At the same time I want more responsibility and until I get it I think I am going to feel as if I am standing still. I guess that is the thing, I feel that i should be doing more than I am regardless of how much I do. Hopefully this will work it out.