Today I became legal in the States. The fact that I don’t drink is of course ironic but the point is that I’m now 21. I don’t really know what to think about that. Not much I suppose because even if I don’t like it, I’ll still be 21... Some of my older friends have called me “still so young”, “a baby” or recently “a puppy”. I like puppy over old bitch any day. What irks me is that these people are four years older than me. Because you’re so much wiser... you know who you are... And I’m aware that 21 is still in fact young.
As far as days go, I’d say it was average, although for some reason people insisted on touching (kicking while sleeping and poke attacking) me or in one case, throwing a wallet at me. That also annoyed me. Then again, I didn’t sleep well, so I was a bit cranky today. Now that I think of it, I should have stolen the cash from the wallet then whipped it back at the person who threw it at me. Why are all my best ideas afterthoughts? Dang. I could have claimed it was a present!
On the bright side, my parents bought me a camera. It’s pretty and red. My grandma remembered me this year which was cool (she has a lot of people to remember). My parents told me that we are going to Stratford (Ontario) this summer and that we’re even seeing the play I wanted to see. My sister drove me home and I’m still alive to tell the tale. She was going 70 on a dark, horrible road (famed for potholes cars disappear into and wash boarding) framed by trees which are known to play host to at least three deer and one bear. I wasn’t lying when I said my school was in the middle of the bush. And yes, the deer are awake. I haven’t yet seen the bear. In Holocaust history I didn’t learn anything that would emotionally scar me for the rest of my life. That was a nice change from the last few lectures which I had a particularly hard time stomaching. Also, I discovered that I don’t need techie people to connect my computer to the network at school. So I watched The Incredibles on Youtube which I found wonderfully entertaining. I feel as though these are small triumphs, but triumphs nonetheless.
It was a long day, from 10:00am-8:30pm. I’ve had a headache for the last five hours so I requested we not sing happy birthday. Now that I think of it, I sort of miss it. I just plain wasn’t very festive at all today. Tomorrow will be better. That’s when we’re actually celebrating. I’m going to consider it a do-over of sorts. I know I’ll be in a better mood with more sleep and a much more reasonable day of work.