My birthday's coming.

and if I had one wish, yeah, you'd be it.

Nineteen years ago (in two days) is when my wonderful mother gave birth to the amazingness that would grow into ME. (:
My parents are awesome. I love them.

Ahem. My birthday is this Saturday.
My bestie's birthday is next Saturday (Halloween.)
And my best friend's birthday is  on March 17 (St. Patty's Day.)
(Just pointing out that my two best friends have birthdays on holidays.)

I won't lie. This whole week has pretty much been dedicated to me.
And everything up until after school today was Spitze.
I was supa excited to celebrate my my last day with two years until twenty (because after all, nineteen is the last year of the teens!) but now I'm not very excited anymore.
The plan is to have everyone meet up at Mickey Finns to watch UFC104.
I decided Dana White must realllly like me to hold one of the biggest fights in the history of UFC on my birthday. (:
So no school tomorrow, which is my birthday eve. Free allll day. Except maybe going to a Cross Cultural event at school—there's going to be a drum circle where there's a performance with over 40 drums, which we get to learn how to play. It sounds kind of badass.
Anyway. That's really all I've got planned for my birthday weekend. And I might be going out to watch Bragging Rights on Sunday.
OH CRAP. I just remembered that this weekend sometime there's probably going to be a study group for my Business exam.
We played pre-exam Jeopardy and despite winning and getting two bonus points on the exam, I did horribly and I knew way less material than I thought I did.
So I definitely need that study time.

Anyway.
That is all.
This is probably my last blog as an eighteen year old.
I will continue to babble and waste your time again soon, but it will be as a nineteen year old.




xx