Wow, my birthday week came and went,
and will be remembered by many forever.
I started off on Tuesday at Puerto's with 20 of my
closest friends for dinner and Margaritas.
For those of you that don't know, Puerto's is a Mexican Restaurant with the cheapest and fastest service around, where the drinks are strong and the friends are many.
Lots of people go there for their birthday, partly because of the Mariachi band that plays on Wednesdays. I sadly missed out
on that excitement. After 1 'Jumbo' frozen strawberry margarita
the 'over 21's' headed to the Locker Room,
a little bar in the village in Muncie.
Since it was a Tuesday it wasn't so packed but there seemed
to be a bagillion people who were out celebrating their birthdays
as well, I didn't mind, the more the merrier.
After a drink which consisted of only 151, Johnny Walker,
Jack Daniels, and Jim Beam, (RANK!) I was ready to rumble.
I took to the karaoke with a friend and we rocked out to
'Twist and Shout' by the ever famous Beatles.
With another drink in me (Apple Long Island, delicious by the way)
I jumped on stage with a group
of guys of which I didn't know any to sing one of my
all time favorites 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.
The night ended with chocolate cake at home and an
early to bed night, not lying, it was only 12:30!
I spent most of Wednesday catching up on homework
and finally getting to sleep in (10AM woo hoo!).
I figured I deserved it after a month of 7AMs.
Thursday came swiftly, and we were more than ready. The hype for the party was expected and no one was let down by the turnout.
The shots were downed and the dancing had begun,
I was having the time of my life.
Cupcakes were made, Happy Birthday was
sang, can I be 21 forever? With only a few
things in the house broken, I woke completely satisfied and only a little hungover the
next morning. I could go on and on about the
party but I'll just leave it to this quote
to sum it up,
'Stories will be told of your 21st forever.'
I headed to Greenwood for the day to spend it
with friends and family for yet another birthday party, this one a
little more low-key. I did however, experience my very first shot with my
Uncle/Godfather by my side. Tequila?! NEVER.AGAIN. I don't know
why he would ever give me such a thing and stand there and watch me
take the shot without stopping me, better yet, he basically forced me
to do it. Oh the memories. I shed a tear after that shot, and it wasn't
a tear of joy. I headed to Louisville with the girls ultimate frisbee
team that night, we had a tournament the next day, the Kentucky Classic.
This blog is getting a little lengthy so I'll just
sum up our tournament with the scores.
we played 'savage' meaning we had no subs.
Lost 13-6 against Purdue
Severe storm (including hail) delay for about an hour
Won 13-3 against Wright State
Won 13-0 against Earlham
Won 3-1 against Western Kentucky
(one of their girls got hurt and was sent to the
hospital, so they forfeited the game)
we played with 10 girls one having a rolled ankle
and a few of us (including myself) down with a
cold-like bug of some sort.
Ummm, I honestly don't remember the scores
to our games on Sunday. They were both close
but we lost. Our girls team ended up in
4th place for the tournament, not too shabby if I say so
myself. We look forward to next year for more learning
and growing together as a team.
Next year you'll know us as the Ball State
To all my Faithful Readers:
Here is a small peek inside my brain. Enjoy.