Bash
Yesterday, for the first day, I was twenty-one and there was no difference except people now scrutinize my id because I can order drinks and get into clubs. It is funny how no one really believes that I am actually twenty-one, especially when they look at my id because it still has the red bar across it and doesn't really look like me because my hair is red and my face is huge. But whatever it isn't a fake id so they can just get over it.
I feel really bad. I just want to say I had a wonderful time eating at this restaurant which serves amazing food in large proportions and then going to a club called Icons. It was great and my two really good friends were there and May & I danced inside a cage.