So this is my 21st birthday! Wow, I feel old.

But am I allowed to feel old? I’m still a university student, I’m still not quite financially independent, and I don’t really know what I’m doing with my life. I feel like these things are ones that come with time, and I probably haven’t been alive long enough for that time to happen.

That being said, being 21 years old means a lot of things. It means I haven’t been a teenager for 2 years, for instance. It also means I can drink anywhere in the world… which isn’t a huge bonus, frankly, but I’ll take it. It means I’m hurtling into my fourth year of university in a few months, and it means that I should really think a bit harder about what the future holds–the beta test is over, and now I gotta start power leveling.

That being said, I’ve done a lot of stuff to that end. I’ve just planned out some work for the summer months, and I’m also looking to join IATSE58 to get a head start on my hopefully-an-audio-engineer-but-theatre-tech-works-too career. I’m also taking slightly better care of myself–with the notable exception of last week, as Sunday in the Park with George just wrapped up–and I’m feeling pretty damn good about life right now. I’ve got some awesome friends, I’m fairly healthy, and I feel like I know what I’m doing, as well as where I’m going.

ALSO. I love my friends so, so much. Like, wow. Friends are great <3

Moving forward, I think I really ought to cement in a real sleep schedule or a fixed wakeup time. Waking up this morning was not pleasant, and I hope that doesn’t carry into the rest of the day. I also need to start working a bit harder and saving some money up, regardless of where life takes me. Perhaps also start posting soon?! But those are concerns for another day; it’s time to write two essays and run to class!