So my birthday was alright I suppose. The day after my Oma and Opa visited and I half-heartedly celebrated the birth of my responsibility as an adult. To be quite honest I'm not too syked about this whole thing. Look at it, I have to grow up, something I never wanted to do.
St. Patrick's Day was pretty interesting. I dressed up in a green turtle-neck and a green bandanna. Then finally I ate enough green dye to color the Mediterranean.
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