A Chinese Birthday Cake

I don’t know about you, but when I turned twenty I felt the hand of God descend upon me and my entire life’s direction was revealed unto me.

If only.

Actually, the most important thing that happened on the day I turned twenty was that my mom could no longer complain to other people that she had four teenagers. It had been getting really old to be lumped in with a fifteen, fourteen, and thirteen year old.

The second most important thing that happened was that my family spontaneously decided to sing Happy Birthday to me in the Chinese restaurant we were eating at and our waitress was all like “Oh, we have birthday cake in the back” and she gave me a huge free piece of cake.

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