21

So my birthday was yesterday. Fun was had and I have the hangover to prove it. Yes, hangover. I don't normally get hangovers, but I'd swear that's what this feels like.

But then, I did drink an awful lot. Way too much in fact. Still, I had a good time. Probably said a few dozens things I shouldn't have, but... Oh, well.

So I'm twenty-one now. It's kind of odd. Who knows what this year will bring me. Hell, you knows what next week will bring? I certainly don't, but since it's me we're talking about, I'm sure it'll be interesting.

I'm still uncertain about a lot of things, but I'm going to take my chances. See where life leads me and maybe, for once I'm ready for their to be guy in my life. I'm not sure. I guess I'll find out.