Apparently I’m really turning 21 tomorrow. Gotta love my mom. I laughed so hard I started crying.
We went to dinner at California Pizza Kitchen then watched Bourne Ultimatum (and it was just as amazing as the first time). Then I got home and blew out the candles in my birthday pie over and over again since Dad couldn’t get good pictures; though I had only two candles, I might as well have had 20.
To my last day as a teenager. I’m so glad to bid them farewell, even if growing up really sucks.