It is my birthday today. I was born 24 years ago. Wow. That is a long time to think about. My mom says I was born during the only good TV show during the 80s (The Cosby Show.) She should have known then what she was getting herself into, mwahaha.
I don't really like birthdays because I feel like most of my time has been wasted. No matter what I do, I feel that way. I got my associate's degree when I was 17 and when I turned 18 I felt like my whole life had been a waste and I had accomplished nothing.
I am setting 25 small goals this year. This will be the Year of Kestrel. I need to focus on getting myself healthy, on getting some baggage cleaned out, and you know other general stuff. I'll keep you posted on the goals. In the meantime,
happy birthday to me,
happy birthday to me!
It is my birthday!
Happy birthday to me!
(PS You know what the best present I got was? This morning, I tried on a shirt I bought 2 years ago that has always been too small for me. It fit, and I looked great. I wore it with pride all day. I have lost 20 lbs since my 23rd birthday. Not a huge amount, but it's a sustainable one. Woot!)