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Okay, Friday was my 21st birthday, and it seems that the only people who truly remembered were my friends at work, my boyfriend, and my parents. It's really not a big deal, cause I don't normally make a big whoop about it, but it'd have been nice if atleast one of my friends called to wish me a happy bday; considering the fast that for each and every one of them, I call. Whatever, they make me want to say bad words.
Dave and I went out to dinner. I've recently learned that I like Japanese food. Before, I couldn't stomach it. I guess your tatse buds change the older you get, I'd heard that before but didn't know it was true. Any how, we went across town to a Japanese steak house, and back into Orange Park to the new Applebee's for drinks. They're the only place that has a Mudslide on the menu. So I ordered my Mudslide and drank it down to where there was only whipped cream left, not my forte'. And I didn't want anything else, but David insisted that since it's my 21st I had to have something else. So he ordered me a Top shelf Marg, I generally like Margaritas, however I have learned that I don't like Jose Cuervo, it's yucky. I like the off brand Tequila.
So that was my experience, wasn't it great? I didn't get drunk (or anywhere near tipsy, but thats okay, I didn't want to) and I didn't see or talk to any of my friends. It wasn't a bad bday though, my work friends took me to Fridays for lunch and, my parents gave me an absolutely beautiful pair of diamond earrings and a matching necklace, they said it was for the cruise I'm going on next month, so I'll have something pretty to wear to the captain's ball. I'm wearing them now, they're gorgeous.
Thakns for reading and have a great day.