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my twentieth birthday is looming. and i'm pretty happy about it.
nineteen was rough. and annoying meshing with heartbreak.
so sick of nineteen, i plan to have the first day i'm twenty, kick it's sorry ass. hard.
who cares if it's not twenty-one? i hate the taste of pretty much every kind of alchohol you can name.
who cares if all my friends live hundrends of miles away? i will figure out a way to be with each one of them during my twentieth year.
if spending can be kept to a minimum this week, i plan to take myself out to lunch and splurge on something.
what you may ask? well, i don't know which one(s) yet, but i have quite the plentiful ideas...
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