When It's Time To Party We Will Party Hard

It has been a good past few days. My 21st year has started well. I went to a Moody Blues concert today with my folks, and it was pretty fun. I am not the concert going type, so I didn't get crazy with all the other 70 year olds there, but I sat back and just enjoyed the music, the weather, and people watching. It always amazes me how music can bring people together. I love watching people who have never met before dance, hug, laugh, and share stories all over a little common interest. I am also going to go to another concert in a few months. My best friend and roommate got us tickets to go see Motley Crew. That should be a lot of fun too. A little different type of music, but whatever. Tomorrow I have my family birthday party, where a bunch of my family and friends are getting together to celibate my 21st. I look forward to spending some time with the people that I don't get to see a lot. I already know that my least favorite part of tomorrow will be when everyone sings "Happy Birthday" to me, and the presents. It just makes me uncomfortable when all those people are paying attention to just me. As per usual, I will try to remain quiet and make sure that I let everyone know how thankful I am for them caring about me and coming. The time people take to come and visit with you, or call you, or send you a gift  is one of those small things that I think a lot of people don't remember to be thankful for.