Today's my birthday!*waves flag*
I'm eighteen, so in honour of this momentous day, you get this song.
So anyway, I got for a present: Money, stamps from 1987, coins from 1982, a jacket, a shirt, a couple of weird foreign drinks as a joke, Riot Points, some face scrub kit (thanks Mum, real flattering), a book to write lists in and a badass briefcase.
Aaaaaand yeah. Honestly I don't feel any different from yesterday, except a bit more tired. Eighteen just means more responsibility I don't want/can't handle.
And now I'm off to do some actual revision for once. Toodles.