dated April 2nd
A certain utterly fabulous someone is turning eighteen on Thursday. That someone being me, of course. So what does this mean for you? Well, those of you who are going home, I expect to see all of you at my brother's place on Saturday night. And I don't want to hear anything about family obligations or anything. Family is all fine and dandy, but this party will be brilliant and should not be missed. You can see them all you wish on Sunday. Besides, I only turn eighteen once.

That is all for now, darlings.