Hello to the nobodies who don't read this blog, you know who you are. I am writing today (from my class i might add) to describe the eventful day that was my 21st birthday. Now, for most people, this is a day of celebration. A day of unbridled joy and banter that produces memories for life. For others, it is a time of controlled debauchery - a time to get a little boisterous and act a little wild in the spirit of one's coming of age in society. For me however, it was in all fairness quite a shitshow.
On the eve of my birthday, I went with some friends to buy alcohol (seeing as how i wasn't 21 yet, i needed them). We ventured into West Philly again and came upon a beer shop in search of the elusive Hoegaarden beer which was decided to be the drink of choice for the evening. After paying and leaving, some of us (not me - i repeat not me) decided to buy hard liquor in addition to our beer so I accompanied them to go to the liquor store to get some.
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