okay. i’m 20.

it’s funny how when i was younger i used to wake up the morning of my birthday and think about whether or not i felt different. i’d practice saying how old i was just to hear whether it sounded better. it’s all so silly when i think back on it now.

i remember how there was once a time when the most important thing to me when my birthday came was where i was going to have my party. oh, and who was invited. birthday parties are important things when you’re a kid.

it’s like your one day of the year.

and i guess birthdays still are your one day of the year that you can claim all your own.

these days i really don’t care where i have my party… or even if i have one. summer birthdays really change your perspective on things. forget getting special treatment. or giant birthday cakes. more than anything in the world, i love spending time with the people i love. and that, over anything, is how i love to spend my birthdays.

my mom, little sister, and i took a mini trip to L.A. this weekend. i took them on a two day tour of L.A. to visit the fashion district, old town pasadena, pinkberry, sprinkles, urth cafe, and griffith park. i had such a good time.

visiting L.A. with my family made me realize how quiet and suburban everything is here at home. i guess it’s a good contrast even though USC really isn’t so far away from home.

RAVE// dinner with gina & sammie.
RANT// L.A. traffic.