erin

ok, so i'm well. working my ass off.... trying to get on top of things a bit. these journal entries are so cathartic, but it seems like all i ever do is bitch. bitch bitch bitch

so yay! i'm 21 now and i have been making the most of it. i'm sorry if i seem a little out of touch lately, when i do have the chance to get on the computer it's just nice to read emails and feel special for 30 seconds, but stringing together the words to make a decent email makes me dizzy under pressure. procrastinater perfectionist! whoopee. thanks for the birthday wishes everyone. it makes my day. i'm doing another photoset soon, any advice would be appreciated.

here's the lowdown on my 21st. i went to union jacks and saw the girls, had some drinks, went to the ash street, had more drinks, went to the shanghai tunnel, threw up 4 times (thanks to mia and megan for the support on those tricky stairs in a time of crisis) and was safely at home passed out at 11:30. party like a rockstar 101. i'm doing better now though, i usually don't throw up until i get home now. uhhhh. ok so, look for me at docs and union jacks this week. if you want. i think it's great.

damn.