It's my birthday! I'm 20!
I feel so old. Like, really, now I'm not a teenager anymore. I have to be a lot more responsible and shit. I think I'm supposed to be dating by now. Now I can look down at teenagers flocking around Macs' and 7-11 and think "damn kids".
My friends brought me out to the Escape nightclub and got me wasted. It's their own fault I wasn't coherent at the end of the night. Still, I need to thank them for wasting all their money on me and buying me so much overpriced alcohol.
My b-day present will be a decent chair for my computer desk. I'm tired of getting a pain in the back every time I have to do a multi-hour coding session.