Never heard that one before...

I am 19 years old today. The same age my mother was when she got married. That is an insane thought, because marriage seems like an epic fairy tale right now. But 19 eh? What a crappy year. Nothing at all happens at 19. You get your permit at 15, your license at 16, you can legally watch rated R movies at 17, your an adult at 18, but what happens at 19?? Nothing! 20 is a cool age because your 20. It's like a whole new decade. And 21... do I even need to say it? But the bright side is, it is my birthday, and that means a facebook assault of happy birthdays, nice text messages, great food from the fam, presents... everything is about you for 24 hours.
My birthday is always a little bit special. It's on April Fools Day, and no I'm not joking! I get to hear the same jokes every year. They never change, and I'm pretty confident that they never will. So my birthdays go like this: Half of the people who know me say something along the lines of, "Your a joke!" or "Your birthday's on April Fools? That's fitting..." And then the other half of the people who know me don't believe it's my birthday. Talk about a traumatic childhood.

4-year-old-Nathan: "It's my birthday!"
Nathan's best friends: "No it's not, shutup."
4-year-old-Nathan: ;(

Sometimes I don't know how I made it through childhood.


Well...short post for tonight... I'm exausted... I just misspelled exhausted, but I don't want to arrow key over and fix it. That's how sleepy I am. So good night.