Happy birthday, Calvin!
Calvin is now 20. This upsets him as he's a fifth of a century old and he's accomplished nothing. He's nearly dead.
I gave Calvin this diary (in hardback book form) as his birthday present. He was creeped out. I took it back so I can carry on writing it. I'm great at presents.
We went to the Fab Cafe pub quiz and came 2nd which got us a free round of drinks. Allen's team had obviously won, but someone had marked them wrongly so we got our free drinks in before things were sorted out. We were actually 3rd and didn't deserve anything. Me and Sean got the most expensive drink in house as per usual, whereas Calvin went for a single shot of Sailor Jerry's and Coke. What is wrong with him?
Then we went home and me and Jonni got a chinese take-away in Calvin's honour. What a mental night of partying.
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