I would say it feels the same, but it doesn't. Instead, my worries about the future and child-rearing have been bouncing around my head - haunting me basically.
On the flipside, I love being 25 now. Even if it has been a day. I can look back at my experiences and say I've done a lot, but not enough and plan for the future without having to consult my ma or dad. It's exciting too. Although graduating and the task of getting a career (with health insurance) may be daunting I got the crazy feeling that I won't be waiting tables for that long. No more waiting tables!! WHA!!
My birthday landed on Superbowl Sunday, and although the glory of my special day may have been shared with the Giants, I like to think of it as a special gift the Giants gave me. Another win for NYC -- Fuck Yes!!
P.s. I can't believe this is the year that everyone born in 1991 can start to legally drink in the states. I FUCKING REMEMBER THAT YEAR. Doesn't that creep anyone else out?? Or make you feel really really OLD? Juss sayin'