So I turned 23 on sunday- I wasn't even sure I would drink (much like my 21st). Then my mum let's the cat out of the damn bag while we're eating at Logan's- so an old favored waiter from the hellhole we used to dine out grabbed another waiter so that my birthday would be heralded to the entire restaurant- while I promptly decide liquor isn't ( Read more... )

---- I spent the last of 2007 the way I normally wouldn't- I spent it completely out of my mind... and extremely lucky I didn't get sick or poison myself more than I did. So now it's time to wax sentimental over a year that is definitely one of hardest ones I've lived through and be thankful I feel like I may have actually learned something. ( spare yourselves the teen angst )