Twenty-One (21)

Mar 03, 2011 23:50

Yesterday was my birthday. Heads up: I'm twenty-one. Twenty-one. That's almost an adult. (I'll let you know when I feel comfortable classing myself as an adult. Don't hold your breath.)

It was a really great day despite most of it being spent in lectures. In between these lectures (equity and constitutional law) I saw several friends, one of whom brought me homemade brownies, lit a candle and sang me happy birthday in public. By herself. Brave and delicious. Another friend made me a little Indiana Jones doll, which is actually everything I could ask for in a birthday present short of a time-machine and some sort of fiction-to-reality converter.

Not that I'm dissatisfied with what I got. My parents gave me this beautiful leather satchel that I ordered from the UK several months ago, as well as a jade bracelet and the most amazing collage-photo album you could imagine. There are pages of baby-HS, naked-HS (with little David-style sequin fig leaves - hilarious), primary school-HS, awkward teen years-HS, pictures of HS posing with her sister with sexyface that weren't ever actually supposed to see the light of day.... etc.

Etc etc etc.

My day was fabulous. We went out for dinner, just the family, the brother's girlfriend, and Grandma, and it was the ideal family meal. We even missed the requisite political hissy fit. I'm going to see the larger body of my friends on the weekend, at which time we will party hard to celebrate the instance of my birth. I'm slightly nervous, slightly... presents... I mean, excited.

Thanks so much to you beautiful LJ friends who wished me a happy birthday, especially enchanted_jae for the glorious fic, and veritas03 & tari_sue for the vgifts. Made a wonderful birthday even wonderfuller. <3

Tomorrow I start my internship at the Vic Parliament, and honestly, I'm a little nervous. I have to wear my suit, for one thing - yes, my one suit, my one wrinkly suit that I can't iron because last time I tried to iron something I flooded the living room - and for another, they won't tell me which parliamentarian I'll be stalking until I get there. Meep. Wish me luck.

indiana jones, birthday, internship

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