it's only the beginning.

There we were, popcorn reading Physical Science in the style of a Choose Your Own Adventure novel when, suddenly, midnight came upon us. And it's Lisa's birthday! We screamed. Some girls ran into our room and screamed. We turned on Aaron Carter, and screamed.

Lisa's 19. You know what that means.

We (Ally, Lisa, and Christine, a hall mate who doesn't judge) made a quick Wallgreen's run to celebrate the occasion in style.

Note: We did not actually buy these. We couldn't even pronounce Marlboro. We asked Wallgreen's worker Shelly if we could just take a picture. She commented on how sad it was that the only thing you can do when you're nineteen is buy cigarettes, then took the picture for us. She said the Y flag added a lot of class. We agree.

Lisa should have nineteenth birthdays more often.