Well, today is my 18th birthday. I turned 18 at 6:30pm It's sort of a bittersweet moment, I guess. 18 is pretty big for me because I'm legal now. I can go to 18+ shows. I can get more ear piercings. I can get a tattoo (not anytime soon). It feels like I can do a lot of things. Apparently age 18 is overrated, but so are a lot of things. I feel like I've been 17 for so long and that I've already turned 18 in my mind a long time ago. It's bittersweet for me because I usually don't like my birthdays. I like other people's, but not mine. I was surprised though because this year it seemed like a lot of people cared and it made me happy. Now, I'm just waiting for the day to be over because I don't really know how to respond anymore. I feel obligated to do something special, but in all reality, I'm going to be in my dorm doing schoolwork and studying for a test I have tomorrow. Anyway, this is me ranting. On another note, I miss deviantART, and I miss taking photographs. I take pictures all the time, but not photographs. It feels different. It almost feels like this photography thing was just a phase for me, but I really hope that isn't true and that someday I'll get back in my groove. For the people who still follow me and are reading this, thank you