there’s not really a lot of significance to being 28 years old. the main point of realization/conversation with turning 28 is that it means you’re only 2 years away from being 30. honestly, i’m kind of looking forward to turning 30. there seems to be some kind of distinguishment (is that a word??…) about being hitting your 30’s. i’m not quite sure what you’re supposed to do when you’re in your 30’s, but i guess i’ve got 2 years to figure it out. although, as stated, i’m not a big birthday person, i have decided that i would like to spend my 30th birthday in either new york city or san francisco. those just seem like good options. i guess i’ll spend those 2 years figuring out what to do in my 30’s also figuring out where we’ll go.

i decided to take a look at which celebrities i share a birth year with, and i have to say that the results are a mixed bag.

the good:

ryan gosling (the notebook, half nelson). he seems like a decent guy and a good actor.
christina ricci. admittedly, i think she’s really hot and i’ve liked some of her movies (while some i have not…).

the bad:

macaulay culkin. hmm. home alone: classic. sleepovers with michael jackson: not so much.

venus williams. it’s not necessarily that i don’t like venus williams, it’s just that i’m completely indifferent.

christina aguilera. ok, i’m just gonna keep it real: in my moments of musical weakness, i can be found in the car rocking out to dirrty or getting emotional to beautiful.

the ugly:

jessica simpson. oh man. this is bad.

this one takes the cake for all-time douche bags: nick carter. yes, ladies and gentlemen, nick freakin’ carter. in the year of my birth, some poor woman also squeezed out nick carter. gee…

alright, i’m going to bed now. i need some birthday beauty rest.