My first day as a twenty-year-old?

Exam, crazy running around, surprise gifts from Mum and Dad, jumping hysterically at the bakery for a cake I had my eyes on, excitedly ordering a million things at the dinner outing, CRAZY photo session.

I’m still nineteen at heart, aren’t I?

I also volunteered to donate some money to the World Food Programme.

Maybe I AM growing up.

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