or at least that's how my body feels like.
it's kinda ridiculous how my joints crack when i get up from the chair or when i'm walking up a flight of stairs. and i'm only 21 damnit!
granted, i never thought i'd be 21 anytime soon, but here i am feeling odd about how i'm actually legal to drink while others around me are just barely getting out of their teens..
happy birthday jenna!
concert ended on better terms because despite what i predicted, my friends and roommates showed up. that was what i really needed: familiar supports. it was good to have people show up and tell me it was a great show. that's all i just wanted to hear.
now, time to see if i can plan things so i can do everything without really doing anything.
i don't know if it's really out of respect, but you're terrible at reading my mind.
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