Saol, Sra, Saire

21st Birthday In a Nutshell.
My birthday was on saturday but really it all began friday night. My parents told me to come sleep over so this way on saturday i could wake up and do all of my birthday festivities at their house. When I walked in the door all of my closests friends were standing their..i LOVE surprise parties so obviously i was thrilled. As soon as the clock read midnight i started downing shots, and the rest of the night was a total blur. Saturday morning (my birthday) i woke up with a killer hangover but it was ok because it was my motherfuckin’ birthday (that was the motto of saturday). Mom and dad set up a scavenger hunt to find my presents as if i was a 5 year old (i would have thought it was cute if i wasn’t so hungover). Present #1 were Chrisitan Louboutins and present #2 were Gucci rainboots!!!! They said when i go to Paris this weekend i can pick out another gift..I LOVE being treated like a spoiled princess ;). Then my mom, my aunt, my grandma, and I went out to lunch. We were all having a great time until my mom said she wasn’t feeling well. She got sick on the car ride home and was throwing up all afternoon so my dad took her to the hospital, but thankfully the doctors said she was getting so sick because they changed her medication. While all of that shananigans was going down, I called the Borgata to make sure my room was being put together as planned. I then came to find out that my reservation was made for April 3rd because my parents’ assistant is the stupidest person i’ve ever met! So now what the hell was i supposed to do with all of my girlfriends and a limo that was coming in a few hours when my mom is throwing up? This is when we are so extremely thankful for Aunt Debbie!! I packed up my bags and sent out a mass text message and we all met at Aunt Deb’s house. Instead of the limo going to A.C it went to NYC where i rented a table at one of my favorite clubs and then went bar hoping all night. After throwing up all over my grass at 4 this morning, and not moving out of bed until 7 this evening, i honestly had the greatest birthday a girl could ask for!

21st Birthday In a Nutshell.

My birthday was on saturday but really it all began friday night. My parents told me to come sleep over so this way on saturday i could wake up and do all of my birthday festivities at their house. When I walked in the door all of my closests friends were standing their..i LOVE surprise parties so obviously i was thrilled. As soon as the clock read midnight i started downing shots, and the rest of the night was a total blur. Saturday morning (my birthday) i woke up with a killer hangover but it was ok because it was my motherfuckin’ birthday (that was the motto of saturday). Mom and dad set up a scavenger hunt to find my presents as if i was a 5 year old (i would have thought it was cute if i wasn’t so hungover). Present #1 were Chrisitan Louboutins and present #2 were Gucci rainboots!!!! They said when i go to Paris this weekend i can pick out another gift..I LOVE being treated like a spoiled princess ;). Then my mom, my aunt, my grandma, and I went out to lunch. We were all having a great time until my mom said she wasn’t feeling well. She got sick on the car ride home and was throwing up all afternoon so my dad took her to the hospital, but thankfully the doctors said she was getting so sick because they changed her medication. While all of that shananigans was going down, I called the Borgata to make sure my room was being put together as planned. I then came to find out that my reservation was made for April 3rd because my parents’ assistant is the stupidest person i’ve ever met! So now what the hell was i supposed to do with all of my girlfriends and a limo that was coming in a few hours when my mom is throwing up? This is when we are so extremely thankful for Aunt Debbie!! I packed up my bags and sent out a mass text message and we all met at Aunt Deb’s house. Instead of the limo going to A.C it went to NYC where i rented a table at one of my favorite clubs and then went bar hoping all night. After throwing up all over my grass at 4 this morning, and not moving out of bed until 7 this evening, i honestly had the greatest birthday a girl could ask for!

It’s crazy how numb i am to the pain of someone yet again walking out of my life. I really thought you were someone i could count on, but you proved me wrong. I’m sorry that I’m too fucked up and stubborn for you. But like i said before, I will never be good enough for anyone and it’s just something i have to accept.