30
So as of this morning, I turned 30. Yes, 30 didn't exactly come with a bang. It came with a whimper. It's true because I caught the flu bug as have been bed-ridden this whole time. That's ok, I'm recovering now though my voice sounds terrible.

So I'm 30. *pauses* I have no idea what the big deal is. Other than it being a nice round number that's divisible by 10, I have no idea what the hubbub is all about. I mean I still look like I'm 17 years old!! I stay fit. I try to have fun. I don't really "feel" that much different when than maybe 5-7 years ago.

I'm sure I've changed considerably and would probably be floored by knowing how much I've changed even in recent years. I guess it's just that it's not all that apperent to me.

I have no real regrets in life. I had a list of things that I had wanted to do before I got to this age....and you know what? It doesn't really matter. I mean don't get me wrong here, I'm not advocating being a sloth and just drifting though life. I think at the heart of it I've always kept myself busy, working towards things and trying newer things. I guess as long as I keep on doing this, I'll be fine.

I don't know if I'll feel this way when I'm 40, so we'll keep our fingers crossed.