So, a week from today is my 21st birthday.

I’m not sure how I feel about this.
I really don’t have an interest in alcoholic beverages.
But if I want to get a hotel room in NYC I could.
And I could buy R-rated tickets for minors.
And… Other unimportant things.
I have no idea what I’m doing.
What.

All I want is a Harry Potter ice cream cake, some Newsies merchandise, and authentic and finely crafted Italian food that must include some Calamari.

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