Hello, 25.

25.

Today is my birthday! Today, I am 25 years old. Halfway to 30. Five years past 20. Officially able to get a decent deal on a rental car. What a life.

I came home from a 12 hour shift last night to balloons, a donut float for my beach party on Saturday, birthday confetti, and a card. Ryan always goes all out for my birthday and I absolutely love him for it. He spends a good chunk of our relationship pretending like I annoy him to tears, but when push comes to shove, he really knows how to make me feel special.

Ah. I don't really know what to expect for 25. I have a weird feeling about it...like everything is about to change (again). I guess in some ways, it will (hello, grad school). I think it's a good feeling, though. Going into 25, I feel secure. I feel secure with my career path, I feel secure with my relationships, and I'm slowly but surely becoming secure with myself.

So goodbye, 24, and hello to a new chapter.