I feel guilty that this is pretty much the only semblance of a journal I have, either online or IRL. I'm going to start a livejournal...why? It'll be my 19th birthday tomorrow. 19's a weird age. It's after your first year of adulthood but right before your 20's. So in a way you're trapped in age limbo - there's no huge reason to commemorate the date and it's also usually during the time when most people are in college, so you're away from family and surrounded by once-upon-a-time strangers.

This year...a lot happened. I mean, obviously - there were 366 days - but I feel like I've grown so much and learned so much since my last birthday. Looking back on my journal entry from my last birthday, all that happened was me playing in a string quartet. Funny I can still remember the details from that day, especially at night. How naive and lighthearted I was...

I feel like I should make some sort of Firsts and Worsts list to capture my 18th year but there'd be too many and some very private things, so I suppose I'll have to content myself with a mini personal countdown until the wee hours of tomorrow (I was born shortly after the hours after midnight).

Though plagued with health problems, more serious issues, and school becoming more important (research paper! ahhh!) I am happy to announce that I'm still alive, and for those who are interested in keeping in touch, to email me at either my personal or school email because I check those daily. This summer I'll still be at the U of C taking courses AND I'll be working as a research assistant ^^ Yay.

Much love,
Een