I love birthdays; I know we get older but we also gain more memories. Happy Birthday to me! My sister gave me tickets to a concert that I really wanted to go to but know I have to wait a month and a half to the night... I have a great family. One of my friends made me cupcakes that had frosting that looked like spaghetti(I'm Italian) and she put a Ferrero Rocher on top of each one (as a meatball) and spread on some strawberry jam on top for sauce. It was quite amazing.

P.S. I submitted 9 out of 10 of my college applications. One had four essays! That's what I get for applying to the honors program...

I hate applying to colleges, I feel as though everything in my life is being judged to see if I am even worth noticing. I know I'll get in somewhere, it just seems that a big decision like this makes me worry about the future, not look forward to it. My sister is in her second year of college and is drowning in work and I feel as though I have been in college for four years already. Can't I just go to the University of Couch Potatoes? I feel as though I should burn all of the college mail I have received because I am sick of them. I can't wait for Sundays because that means no 'dump your money here' college mail. I just finished updating the resume that my school requires for me to do. Why can't the colleges just hire the FBI or the CIA to look me up? And to make things even better, most of my applications are due on my birthday, November 30th. Of course I am going to turn my applications in early but Nov 30th is still my judgement day.