It's my birthday and as the title suggests I'm 21. I used to be really into birthdays and celebrating lavishly, but this year I'll be content with some Red Velvet cake and free time (I must be growing up).
Here's baby me to entertain you!
Growing up I was always sad that my birthday was in the summer because it meant not many people were in town to attend my (always themed) birthday parties or decorate my locker in high school. I (vaguely) remember being jealous of those girls who would arrive at school to have their lockers wonderfully decorated by their group of friends. I digress.
I don't feel much different but I'm sure as this year unravels that sentiment will change. I can't wait to see what 21 has in store!