I'm 22. I turned 21 in Australia last year, and 22 in Connecticut this year. Unbelievable. I don't feel any more grown up than I did when I first entered college, though I suppose I'm still relatively young. I think I at least expected to know what I'm doing with my life by now, but hey, I suppose I'm lucky enough to have plans for next year. Many of my friends are having a lot of trouble finding things to do in this economy. I suppose there will be many adventures and trials ahead for people in my class the world around.
A couple of confirmed cases of swine flu in CT so far. Only one death in the US though, so things aren't all that serious just yet. Who knows.
Alright, that's enough for now. I'm not very good at writing off the top of my head, so I'm just going to stop.