My birthday is tomorrow! My birthday is tomorrow!

I’m really excited for this one. There’s just something so appealing at the thought of being 19 years old. 19! Oh, I can’t wait. I’m done being a teenager, and knowing this one will be the very last of the teen years is wonderful news. Seriously, though — in my mind I’m already 20. Now, that will be something.

It’s going to be a good day tomorrow. (“Hooray” is a really weird looking word.)