So tomorrow's my birthday. I'm not looking forward to it. I mean, it's all downhill from here. 18 was a good birthday, but what's so amazing about 19?? NOTHING! And I don't care about 21 either because I don't drink and I don't care about being able to gamble in casinos.

I'm going out tonight with a few friends. I'm kind of ashamed of myself, though, because I purposely didn't invite this one girl...maybe I should though. The problem is that she really annoys me, but she's good friends with my roommate, and by association, that's how I know her. And I feel bad because with all of us going out, she won't have anyone to have dinner with.

Oh well...I'm not worrying about it.

Anyway, I did a lot of homework today, which is good. The only thing I have to do is read 5 pages for Econ and an essay for History, but they're not due until Tuesday so, realistically, I have a lot of time.