And another Monday comes and goes. I don't want to be cliche and say it's crazy how fast time flies, but really, it's crazy how fast time flies. My semi-nostalgic feelings on this Monday in particular may be attributed to the fact that this is my last Monday as a 21 year old. All I have to say about that is I don't want to grow up. But asides from the terrible inevitability of slowly transforming into an old hag adult, birthdays also mean presents and cake. I can get behind presents and cake.