Today is my 23rd birthday!

I have a test and a quiz and a cold 

and a giant pimple and my period (sorry if that's TMI)

Happy Birthday to me?

Every year, starting with my 17th birthday, Robert and I have stayed up

Or at least woken back up at 12am right as it turns my birthday

And I've gotten birthday hugs and kisses

(technically the first time he kissed me... even if it was just on the forehead)

And last night I passed out at 10 

The one birthday we live together and we don't do our ritual

But I woke up this morning

And my cold is almost gone

I can breathe through my nose 

It might not be the best birthday EVER

but I think it's going to be a good day

17 was one of the best years ever

And I have a feeling 23 will be the same way

How can it not? 

I'm getting married!

I'll be halfway through graduate school!

So many great things happening...

So here's to a great year!