So I guess I'm old...

Today is my birthday. I'm 22. I really don't feel that old. Do I look that old?

Maybe I'll grow up eventually, but not today. I definitely still have my childish moments. I don't feel like I have anything really in order for my life. I'm still in college. I haven't lined up a job yet. I feel the same as I always did: a little lost most of the time. I've worked hard over the last four years and I'm almost done with college, but I almost feel less certain about myself than I did in high school. Maybe that was because I was still a little naïve at that point in my life. I can tell I've become a bit more cynical over the last four years, but I can look back and see why that is and I don't feel like it's unfounded. However, I'm still entertained by simple things like making faces at my webcam when I'm on Skype with John or even my stuffed penguin that bounces when I pat him on the head. I still like stuffed animals and video games. Oh well, I don't have to act my age yet...