Doing birthday stuff with friends is awesome and reminds me that there are people who care about me.
This is good.
I turn 20 (years old) in an hour. Blah. One of those good-for-nothing ages (as was 19, actually; grrrrr).
Meh.
I should sleep. 8:30 portrait photography beckons.
happy birthday!
also, you’re not a teenager anymore. feel “proud”?
Hey there! Happy birthday!
… Though 19 going to 20 sounds so strange to me now :-)