Birthday

Yesterday was my birthday. I am officially nineteen, which is weird, because for the longest time I kept thinking I was turning twenty. But nineteen is definitely better than eighteen, let's be honest. I mean, now if I ever wanted to smoke 5 "cigz" at the same time, I could, cause I'm nineteen. It's too bad that I don't have a burning desire to smoke though.

Oh, I found out that my grandma is high-maintenance yesterday. The card that she gave me read,

"We love ya lots
But don't see you enough
Love,
Grandma and Grandpa Rawlings"

My first thought after reading that was, "RUDE." I see her way too often, in my opinion. If I saw her any more often than I already do, I would probably start having anxiety or something.

Also, right when my mom got home from work she told me, "Exactly nineteen years ago, I was hating your guts." Hm, that was interesting. But I don't blame her. I was almost born in the car, because it was an hour drive to the hospital in LA where my mom's doctor was. They were able to rush my mom through the hospital doors, shove some lady off a gurney, throw my mom on, and ta-da! There I was. Born on a gurney, with no sheets, right next to a guy handcuffed to the wall. Got to love LA.

And probably the last thing that was somewhat interesting on my birthday was that I realized that I had more friends than I thought I did. So many people wished me happy birthday, and called me, and made an effort to see me. It was THE BEST. I've never felt so popular in all my life. I mean, aside from my sophomore year in high school, when I was the queen bee.

P.S. BUY ME THESE!

Please.

Take your vitamins, kiddies!

Okay, this whole week I have felt like I've been hit by a semi. And my stomach is very angry at me, so it refuses to properly digest anything. For the first time in a long time I've been pissy and irritable.

Then vitamins came to the rescue. Yesterday I bought B-12, Omega-3, Zinc, Calcium, and B-5. This morning I took them all and I feel like a million bucks. Well, that is until I ate brownies with chocolate frosting, now I feel like one buck maybe. But that's my fault, I'm only human guys.