30 you ARE dirty

So I had a good post about my birthday and the party and stuff. But I totally f-ed up and didn't save it. Lame. I don't entirely remember what all I put. What a shocker. I will try to write up something decent though.

Yeah, 30. It's been great, really. Knowing that now everyone thinks you're officially old when you don't feel the slightest bit old. Except for the minor creaks and cracks you are starting to have daily. Honestly, I still feel like I'm 25 or something. This may be because I have lost out on a few years due to wasting my time and effort on huge peices of crap I would rather not discuss. Maybe it's the simple fact that I'm really not where a 30 year old should supposedly be in life. I mean most I know have a house, a nice car, getting/are married, a good job, on the way to or have kids. Granted I do have the job and the car. But no where close to anything else. And the fact that everyone else does have this and I'm not even in a commited relationship kind of sucks at times. I feel like I am kind of being left out maybe even left behind at times. Although I really try to stay positive and just have a good time, I can't deny the fact that I really only have ten good years left. That's killing me. I feel like I'm going no where.

On a more positive note, I had a totally awesome birthday party. Socializing and heavy drinking were involved. Amongst other things that I will not elaborate on. I actually had a bunch of people there. I only expected like ten people or so. But I swear there was almost 30. Oh happiness. So I really did get surprised when people I didn't know were invited showed up. That was fucking sweet. It was great. I have only my sister to thank for putting it all together. Probably the greatest birthday ever. Top 2 anyway. So props to my totally awesome sister.

All in all (except for the number) it was a good birthday. I just hope the next one is able to "drown" out the fact that I will be 31. Can't wait...