I'm 22 now, though I don't feel much different. Despite everything, I'm still me, I'm still Jamie.

I had one of the most memorable birthdays ever, and I've shed so many tears of joy this week that I don't even know where to begin. What I do know, is that I am loved. Incredibly loved. Cherished.

The week prior to my birthday, I went home on Thursday and stayed with my parents until monday morning. I had coldstone icecream cake - cookies and cream flavor, as well as honey-baked ham. On sunday, I unboxed my gifts, and God, that's where it really started. I got a new Halo Megabloks set because my parents knew I was sad I couldn't rebuild my old ones. My father framed my king gizz ticket, and it was so hard not to sob on the couch in front of everyone. I got 2 new gizz pins, and 2 auto-sharpening mechanical pencils as well. I also have a $100 giftcard to buy bras and stuff with too, which is quite nice.

Monday came, and I spent time with friends. Lex said she'd pay for my pizza after I bought it, though I still haven't told her how much it cost, tee-hee. Paige made an entire birthday song for me, it's so fucking adorable, I have it set as my timer alarm. Tuesday (my birthday), I woke up to a text from my father calling me his favorite daughter and to have a wonderful day. Never in my life has he shown this kind of affection, and ugh, my poor little heart melted so easily.

My mom stealthily ordered me cupcakes without me knowing, and they're quite tasty, I'm still going through them. I gave one to my roommate. I'm such a sucker for red velvet. So many people wished me a happy birthday, family members I never speak to, all of my friends, I finally felt like I had a real celebration.

And Martin, I know that you're going to read this at some point. Thank you. I've really enjoyed watching Bocchi with you this week. I love you. I know I took far too long to come back around and give you my time, but Signalis has finally come. Let's make some new memories together, okay?

And to anyone else who might read this, mwah bozos