21.

so i celebrated my birthday a little early today [meaning the 3rd, so i guess that's really yesterday] and then kicked off my real birthday tonight at midnight.

to start, i bought myself two new pairs of shoes. i am debating about returning one though. i went to the scrapbooking stores. i am going back tomorrow [or i guess today] because they told me i have to come on my real birthday to get 25% off. ahh well. so that was the day.

tonight i had a good dinner with my family, richard, the danes, my sister's friend, and of course deepa and james. carol and yenh had work and my other friends just didn't care or something. oh well. it was amazing to be with those who were able to be there. we got dressed up and stuff. :]

after that, my sister, her friend, deepa and james and i went downtown. we went to roxy and i had promised a while ago to have one drink on my birthday, so they told me i had to do it. right at midnight i tired some martini. it was absolutely disgusting. there is no way i could drink it, so i got a different one. the bartender made it just for me with lots of juices and only a tiny alcohol. :] it was better. then i was done. i fulfilled my one drink requirement and they rest of them continued. we went to another place called brew brothers where they had a band playing. i didn't like the band at all, but we tried to have a little fun and they all tried to make me dance a little bit. we were all getting pretty tired though. james said i had to play a table game to make it a complete 21st birthday. so he gave me $20 of chips and i played 2 hands of blackjack. i won one and then lost one and i just gave james the chips. so then he went to a different table and put all $50 of chips down and doubled it! so i made him leave before he lost that. haha. he said i am his good luck charm. :]

well i can't believe i am 21. it seems like there is nothing to look forward to now. and it seemed so weird tonight to be able to go all these places that i've never been allowed to go to before. not that i have been badly wanting to go to them. i really don't care. those places aren't really my scene, but it's just a funny feeling to walk up, show your id, and go in. i've never had a fake id or anything, so i've never felt that feeling of nervousness that other people feel when they try to get in... but it still felt to weird to be allowed into these places. i don't know... i realize that i am rambling here, but i can't find the right words to describe it. i guess that means it's time for bed. i have homework tomorrow and i need to shoot my film. plus it's the superbowl. i don't really plan to watch that though. haha.