Where have I been? Where will I be? These are questions. (That last one was a sentence)

I had surgery. And now I can walk! (I could also walk before the surgery, so it's not that big of a miracle...)

My birthday is tomorrow. Guess how old I am? I'm 20 years, 364 days old.

But I just had surgery I seem to be friends with munchkins or something, so I wouldn't be able to go clubbing anyway. Instead, I'm forcing my family (mom, stepdad, aunt, uncle) to take me to a nice dinner where I can throw back cocktails like no one's business (especially yours).

I then fly back to school the following morning (hangover flight?). Fortunately, I signed up for wheelchair assistance. I hope my wheeler is hot.