I remember that when I turned 18 I really wanted a great party with looots of people and everything; this year however, well, I don't feel like it at all, still turning 20 I think is a bigger deal.
Right now I feel like... massage. Or pineapple juice. Or seeing Dennis. It's quite a something actually, to see eachother every day and then suddenly not more than once a week.
By the way my mom and I ordered a coat for me today and it's freakinnn lovely.