I ended up breaking one of the “resolutions” I made at the beginning of the year. I had my first drunken moment of 2009 two days ago, at Chantal’s birthday bash. The culprit? Tequila and brandy, though I was fine until I started downing the brandy. The tequila came first. I was so wasted, I kept saying that 1+1+2 is equal to 3.

Anyway… tomorrow’s my 20th birthday, hence the title. I don’t really know what to write. I feel rather strange, turning 20 when I still feel 18 years old. It seems like I don’t want to turn a year older, to the extent that I even forgot about my birthday – until my father reminded me.

I’ll probably be too busy to blog tomorrow. So here’s my lame birthday entry, and a picture of me at three years old. Call my toll free number if you need me.