Well, I'm 22 today. Of course, this mostly just means that I'll be spending the whole day dodging Taylor Swift references as they're being thrown at me, but I'm excited nonetheless. I've always been a fan of birthdays (both my own and my loved ones'), and I think my love has to do with the fact that it's the one day my overly sarcastic group of friends and family drop the harsh exteriors and make each other feel special. For as much as everyone I know (again, myself included) rely heavily on insulting each other as terms of endearment, we reveal our big softie sides on birthdays. My tradition has always been to go to Disneyland on my birthday, but I haven't been able in the past few years. Fortunately for me, my best friend, Whitney, started working there recently, and she's being kind enough to sign me in today. I'll rant about Disneyland in another post, but I haven't been there in a year and a half, so I'm really excited. When you grew up in Anaheim, going that long between Disney trips is actually a big deal. I have to support my hometown, you know?
While I'm riding the Indiana Jones ride countless times and crossing my fingers for a funny Jungle Cruise skipper, I'm leaving you with my birthday wish list filled with things I can't afford. I ended up buying the Swedish Hasbeens (cheaper from Amazon) with birthday money from my parents, and I can't wait for them to get here tomorrow. Obviously I'm not saying any of you need to buy me anything on this list, but let's just say I'm not opposed to it.