29 is under 30

[Mmmm...Take the Cake cupcakes..]

Today's my birthday. I'm 29. Big deal? Eh, not really, but I have one year until I'm 30.

Surprisingly, I'm not freaking out about getting older (really). I already found my first gray hair (it doesn't blend well, unfortunately) and I keep finding new sets of wrinkles. Also, I've also noticed that I have to start eating more greens and exercising. My student health insurance is so cheap that I really doubt my premium will go up when I hit my 4th decade, so I'm okay there, too. Sadly, this is the last year that I am labeled as a "young composer."


30 is the year when you are no longer a considered a young composer, which is ridiculous, in my opinion. I still think I'm young, but I will be banned from entering certain competitions unless I generate or obtain some sort of fake identification. So, let 2010 be the year where I'm going to apply to these competitions because it is the last time I can. Rejections will follow, I'm sure. Instead of scrapbooking them…