It is unsettling to me that birthdays can be the source of so many bad life choices. Surrounding my birthday I took part in copious amounts of drinking comparable to what some may consider alcoholism, I excused myself from work, I also excused myself from class, I ate my weight in Mexican food, and in Italian food. I splurged and bought myself some clothes when I can't even afford groceries, and I wore a damn tiara and sash when I went out on Thursday night.
Thank goodness for my health, and at this point I think its fair to say for the health of others, that birthdays only happen once a year. I don't think my body, grades, or bank account would see many more birthdays if this were consistent behavior.
I hope 22 is a good one. With all of the celebration surrounding it, there have been some standards set.
Old and ready to slow down for the next few weeks (after Halloween),
Jess
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