1. My mother just reminded me that I will be turning yet another year older, and even though I am inching very, very close to my mid-twenties, I will be spending my birthday in Disneyland. Denial, much?
2. I never know what to say anymore when people ask me what I want for my birthday. I mean, I can buy myself the things I need, but I really want an all-expense-paid trip to Argentina. Unfortunately, I don't know a Mexican drug lord or an Arab oil tycoon who will get me that for my birthday.
3. I think it's going to be official. I'm finally old.
P.S.: I'm too busy to have the giveaway contest continue at the moment, but I will keep all entries and restart the contest when I'm in Paris!