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Spray Paint, Dry Ice, and Shotgun Shells

As of last week (can you tell I’m getting behind) I am finally legally allowed to purchase all of the above. I have also been given the privilege to vote, enlist in the army, and hold those cute little dogs in pet stores at the mall (I bet you didn’t know you had to be 18 to do that). That’s right, Cinco de Mayo was my 18th birthday and I finally had enough time to blog about it.

Birthdays are already getting kinda boring and I didn’t do much on my birthday. I got up the same time I always do, went to school, ran at my track meet, and did all the things I normally do on a daily basis. I didn’t even remember that it was my birthday until just before I left for school when my dad reminded me. There was no cake, no presents, no hanging out with friends, and it didn’t even matter. I had a lot of fun on the Seis de Mayo with my friends but it was definitely a lot different from how birthdays used to be. Ahh the good ol’ days.

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