Okay... so one of those two statements is correct. It most certainly IS my birthday... but hopefully no tears will be shed today. Celebrating (or maybe lacking a celebration due to the heavy work load that I've managed to neglect and accumulate) my TWENTY-FIRST birthday... in Montreal... where the drinking age is eighteen. This is a bit anti-climactic seeing as how the big 2-1 is supposed to be the INSANE birthday in which you are finally, legally allowed to drink... whereas I've been here, drinking legally for three years. :P This is no big deal, as I'm not a big drinker anyways, but I feel a bit cheated out of the "21 shots on your 21st birthday" experience (not that I would dare embark on that mission for fear of approaching imminent death).
Anyways... this is what I woke up to from my beautiful roommates. :) Gotta love 'em.
Granted... this is from a box brownie mix... but I still maintain that box brownies are the best brownies. :)
So... another year older... another year wiser...? Not too sure about that one... but I'll work on it as I go to class. What a way to spend my birthday. :P
P.S
Planning my anti-Valentine's Day celebration... Horror movies in the theater (at my apartment) and Chinese take-out. Ha. Sounds like my idea of a great valentine-less Valentine's Day.
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