…apart from the microphone starting to make unhappy screeching noises part way through the song and then conking out altogether. But at least I didn’t forget any of the lyrics, managed not to shatter any champagne glasses with my high notes (also known as my banshee impersonation), and was only marginally outshone by the following operatic performance of “大海啊故乡” (Dai Hai Ah Gu Xiang) by a Year 12 student — accompanied by a live Chinese orchestra. Yes, only marginally outshone.

All was well, though. I ate an extremely unhealthily sinfully excellent amount of ice cream and came back to my bff’s, where she prepared me a birthday feast full of cheese, pizza and bagels. *DIED OF JOY*. *WAS RESURRECTED BY SCENT OF SUNDRIED TOMATOES*.

By golly, I’m nineteen :o It feels just like eighteen except more sleep deprived (and possibly more cheese-stuffed). Yay.

And in other news… I’m going to China in 28 days(!!!!!!!)