Today was an exceptionally dull birthday spent mostly driving around Houston. Around 11 AM, I embarked on a journey to one of the family businesses to resolve a networking issue with one of the computers. The trip was a success, though it took 90 miles of driving and roughly three hours. Then this evening, my dad (who had just flown in this morning) was notified at the last minute that he needed to fly out to Baton Rouge. After another 100 miles (round trip) and two hours of driving, I’m sitting here writing this post.

I guess it could’ve been worse. I’m looking forward to getting back to school for block 2 – cardiology, respiratory, and renal (CRR). Could a 22 year old sound more nerdy?

I really can’t think of anything. It’s all downhill from here. I’ll be 30 soon. And then 40. And then 50. And then hopefully reaping the benefits of medicare and social security. I still remember the day I turned 10 and was ridiculously excited to finally be in the “double digit” age. *Sighs* We live our teenage years hoping to get older for the aforementioned reasons (driving, voting, etc.), but upon reaching 21, I have nothing to look forward to. At this point, everything that transpires in my life will be due to my own actions rather than a legal privilege. I can only imagine what will happen by the time I’m 40.

I want to thank everyone for going out of their way to Facebook, text message, and call me on this important day in my life. I consider myself to be more of a product of my social circle than others, and therefore take it as a sincere privilege when I’m remembered for something as “trivial” as a birthday.  You all remind me how lucky I am to have friends like you.