What shock, you ask? You know, the whole “WOOO I’m 21!! YEAAAHHH!” shock. It’s prolly an alcohol related feeling, finally being able to purchase your own booze. It’s not like I’ve never tasted the stuff before (omg I’m a criminal), so I wasn’t too elated over the whole deal. “But you’re 21 now! It’s different,” says some of my friends. Meh, I guess. Am I opposed to drinking copious amounts of beer and liquor? No, not at all. It was just that the person I would have liked to get bubbly with was far away. I told everyone that I wanted lots and lots of sweet, deadly cake. “Eh, cake? But you’re 21!” was the general reaction. A birthday is a great time to get cake, no?