I'M LEGAL EVERYWHERE NOW WOO

Anyway, turning 21 on the 21st of May is pretty damn cool. It only happens once in a lifetime! (No, really, it does.) And I'm enjoying my Victoria Day long weekend as much as I can before I get thrown back into the fire pit known as NURSING SCHOOL

I've found that as I get older, I stop caring about celebrating it as much as I used to when I was younger. No more crazy parties, no more super crazy dinner get-togethers, no more family parties. I'm just too damn busy (so is everyone else for that matter) and I don't have the time for energy to actually put something together and invite people to it. Half the time people just leave you hanging and give you a last minute reply, so no thank you.

So this year, my mom cooked a birthday dinner yesterday with some help from my brother! She also invited my boyfriend and her boyfriend over; a dinner for five is nice and small. We had so much good food (I died eating it all) and James (my mom's boyfriend) bought a DQ ice cream cake! That was really nice of him to bring it over, though the people James bought the cake from had spelling issues. It said, "Happy Birthday Jeenifer". Wait, what? They spelled my name wrong! I couldn't help but laugh at their stupidity and ate the whole fucking cake. (I didn't.) It was delicious. Unfortunately, I forgot that I can't eat ice cream and my poor bowels suffered for it later

After dinner I watched THE AVENGERS with Jonathan (my boyfriend) and it was FUCKING AWESOME. If you haven't seen it already, what are you waiting for? GO WATCH IT.

And now I'm stuck here, on my real birthday, studying for my upcoming midterms. Yaaayyyy. Oh well, can't win 'em all.