i'm turning twenty in a week. i think the part that kills me the most is that i feel like i haven't accomplished a single thing. and even when i do, within a short period of time, i somehow always manage to back track and end up in square one. i always thought that twenty was so old, i still do i guess. it's a milestone, i think, a point in your life where you should be doing SOMETHING with your self. i guess all of this has just had me thinking a ton about my life; where i am, where i've been, and where i'm going. i hope i'm going somewhere nice.
on another note, i'm getting sick. i'm so congested and runny-nosed. other than that things have been fine. i hope my birthdays cool, itd be nice to see all of my friends. i love them, and i love my boyfriend, too! aww.
