It's my Birthday and I'll cry if I want to.

As of 1 hour and 28 minutes ago I am now 25 years old. Well by NYC time standards anyway. Over the years I have made it my mission to be out of town on my Birthday because usually when I am home it ends up being a let down. I had big plans for 25 and due to scheduling, and time off issues those plans didn't happen. Maybe for 26.

I hope today is a good day and that I don't let my mood get the best of me. Right now I'm not really feeling up to do anything. To be honest if I could just lay in bed all day and only see him I would be happy. I feel like birthdays are meant to be special. I always try to make them special for the people in my life. Last year I was lucky and had someone do the same for me. It's early yet so I can't predict that not happening today. I guess I am over 25 already. If only we could skip the day and have it be tomorrow already.

Here's hoping that 25 is better than the others and that my day ends up more amazing than I could have hoped. We shall see.