I turn 23 in five days. In an hour, that will be four days. Am I where I thought I'd be at 23? Absolutely not. But, I think I'm in a good place. I have friends who love me, a home of my very own, a good job, good grades in school, a wonderful dog, am about to visit Israel, and am generally very content and happy.

As I move forward in life, I'm not going to set any goals. I generally prefer to operate without them. I like to do the best I can for MYSELF, not for worry of falling short of my goals. I do have some ideas. Continuing to do well in school, but specifically finding out what sort of career I'd like to have. Decision making is a very strong contention for me. I'd also like to pay off some things (hot tub, car), exercise more, and meet some new people. I love my friends, but I'm quite tired of babies. This is in no way meant to be offensive, and of course I intend to remain good friends with my current friends-- I think I just need more friends who aren't having children right now.

I'm proud of myself, and am glad to be continuing into the future :)