seventeen.
well.
there wasn't much celebrating this weekend
being seventeen is no different than being sixteen, except I feel much more ashamed of not having my L.
vmun was exhausting, but a lot of fun.
countless starbucks runs
"I like the way you bang your gavel..."
NATO ridiculousness
"bulgaria...bulgaria...bulgaria..."
"the winner of the vmun pickupline contest: 'your dad must be a terrorist cause you're the bomb!' which nearly lost to "I want to see you wearing only whipping cream' "
pretty much the best birthday weekend ever since I got exactly what I wanted.
except for what might be the flu...