Ever since my 18th birthday, I always hated when people told me to be happy just because it was my birthday. Particularly because that was the year I lost my grandmother the night before.
Well, it most definitely feels like my birthday..
And, I am pretty happy.
I will be significantly happier once I am done writing this paper that is due at 3pm.
p.s. I still miss you, grandma. Especially yesterday. You were simply the best.