21 is interesting.

i wasn't aware of the fact that when you turn 21, each of your of age friends has to take you out and then leave you with a diconnected-why-is-everything-in-slow-motion feeling the next day. let me just explain how i'm feeling at the moment.

my eyes aren't focusing correctly, my head feels like its filled with cotton, or something equally as light and fluffy, my tongue is burnt cause i put soup in the microwave for 3 minutes (don't do that),and my stomach is totally hating me.

wine.is.bad. and you know what? i blame this on my mom. it's her fault that i like it. damnit. of course, i like blaming my wrong doings on other people. it makes me feel better.

anyway, i need to sleep or find a job. probably sleep.