So far: Got up for an 8am CORE Science Lab on my twenty-first birthday, and it was cancelled. Majorly boug.
But yesterday, I had the luck virus. Theatre contacts, $28 shirts marked down to $12 [it still feels weird making the dollar sign], happiness despite other peoples' miserableness, ah, yes.
Although, there's something disturbing about my feelings that: Ah, I am twenty-one years old, and now, my life may begin. Hm. I blame it on the obscenely high drinking age in this country. But hey.
happy birthday!
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