Oh, yes, I forgot to post about my wonderfully epic birthday celebration. First my mom called and had everybody in the house sing to me. This was actually a surprising number of people, including my youth pastor's wife, who made sure to tell me that she met my youth pastor when she was nineteen. "So this is the year to be on the lookout for cute boys," my mom added. Good grief. Isn't every year? Bahaha.

Then Megan from camp brought me cake after she got out of school. It was fantabulous. Frosting is a beautiful thing. She probably could have brought me a can of vanilla frosting and I would've been just as happy, but probably a lot sicker, too.

At five, Jess, Sarah (Taz), Karmen, Aaron, Dave and I took the train into Cambridge. It took for EVER to get there. Driving would have probably taken less time, buuuuuut I would've gotten completely lost. We ate at the Blue Fin, a Japanese restaurant at Porter Square that Trish and I frequent. We also frequent the grocery store there for the amazing Japanese candy and the little shop with all the Miyazaki plushies, but we didn't have time for that the other night. Anyway, what I wanted the most was mochi ice cream (which is this yummy invention that involves ice cream wrapped in a flavored rice cake. It's sort of like daifuku, but if you know what daifuku is, then I probably didn't need to explain mochi to you either XD). And the Blue Fin brought me mango mochi ice cream with a candle in it! It was adorable. And delicious (says Guy Ripley... O_O).

I grabbed some bubble tea on the way out and nearly killed Dave with it. Apparently he didn't realize that the tapioca pearls go up the straw. Which is silly, because why else would they give you such a big straw? But yeah, that was amusing. We had to be back on campus for hall meetings at 9:30. Honestly, I would've skipped but financially I couldn't afford to - it's $10 per meeting if you miss it! Then I got really flipping mad at the hall for scheduling the meeting when they did. As if it wasn't already in the way of me going out for my birthday. When I got back to my room, I saw that I had missed a call from Joe by FIVE MINUTES! And I haven't heard his voice in three months because he's been at the Coast Guard Academy, and the stupid floor meeting made me miss it! At least he left me a voicemail. But it's not the sameeeeeee *big fat emo tears.*

Then my floor fed me brownies and ice cream. By this point I was about ready to explode, so I insisted on taking a walk. Aaaaand then came the thing with the car and the bushes. Clearly turning a year older had absolutely no effect on my maturity level. Good to know.