that's right, I'm a grown-up.

I turned 21 last week. I have to say, I was pretty pissed off when I realized that this year was a leap year because that meant one more day before I turned 21... (I know, one day doesn't really make that much of a difference). Time made up for that crappy postponement of my birthday by allowing spring break to be the week right after my b-day. I didn't go anywhere tropical or exciting, but the bar seemed pretty ideal after a frustrating and confusing part one to the semester. So I can finally go to the bar or order a drink with my dinner, and I'm pretty excited about this. The first place I went (other than the Nitty) was the Crave for a pre-party night martini. I really expected to get carded because I think I look pretty young for my age. Or at least, I used to. Late Bloomer; what can ya do? BUT NO!!! they didn't even card me. In fact most of the places I've gone to so far haven't carded me! I really don't get it. When I had the fake, everyone and their cousin wanted to see my ID. but BAM. now I'm 21 and I must look like someone's mom. I guess I just can't have my birthday cake and eat it too. I can either look youthful and get carded or look old(er) and live with the consequences. I guess I can't really complain yet. I'm still in my prime, right? maybe in 10-15 years I can actually start complaining about this.