The birthday
So yesterday was my birthday. I'm young compared to most of the rest of you. Although I keep getting older, year after year, I somehow don't feel as though I'm getting older--which is maybe a good thing. Last night my parents came into town, and we ate dinner at my favorite restaurant. Afterwards, we went to Anthropologie right around the corner, where I bought yet another sweater I don't need. But its all good, my mom offered to pay for it. Then we went back to my apartment, where we ate the... Sign in to see full entry.