I'm just a notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song
So today was the big day - my 21st birthday. Really I celebrated it last night with all the girlies at Soho Lounge after a nice dinner at mommy's house. Made it to Soho at the stroke of midnight so the guy at the door would give me my wristband since I was technically legal. The girls bought me a few drinks and we danced our butts off. It was grand fun. Today was dinner at daddy's house and then I was supposed to go to the FIJI house for cake and a present but once again I had to deal with the malicious bullshit from the ladies who are hating on me and trying to ruin my relationship so I had to leave before any of the gentlemen were able to make it home from their softball game and take care of things. Way to rock my birthday bitches - I owe you double now for this second and more horrendous offense. Got lots of lovely presents but I admit the whole ordeal wasn't as fab-o as I'd imagined it would be. But I have a tendency to not be very realistic anyways so I'm not letting that bother me. I had a kick ass time last night and was surrounded by people who love me and were glad to celebrate this monumentous occasion with me. Thank all of you (if you are reading this) for making my birthday so special. From the phone calls and text messages to the partying it up with me, I appreciated every ounce of it. I love you so much. xoxoxo
I'm OBSESSED with the song "Helena" and "Sugar We're Going Down" as of late. I listen to them back to back in nonstop rotation... its sick but i love it.
"So long and good night!"
I'm OBSESSED with the song "Helena" and "Sugar We're Going Down" as of late. I listen to them back to back in nonstop rotation... its sick but i love it.
"So long and good night!"