Yesterday was my birthday! I am 19 years old. However, I still feel 16. I don't feel old enough to go to clubs, have no curfew, and to be away from home at Marshall University. It just seems so weird.
It was a really great birthday, though. (Even though I thought it was going to be horrible.) I woke up feeling very homesick. Everyone had sent me texts in the night and Facebook had exploded, and I felt so weird knowing I wasn't going to see any of them. What kind of birthday is it if you don't get a birthday kiss from your boyfriend and parents? My mom had sent me a picture of my puppy, which didn't help. I miss her terribly. I got in the shower, dreading the rest of the day.
And then, I opened my door. All the girls on my floor had decorated it! I was so happy I couldn't even explain.
I ran some errands with a friend from home, and felt better being out and doing something with a familiar face. Then, when I came back to my dorm, my amazing roommate Alyssa had decorated my whole room with streamers. She made a sash for me and got me a crown and had cupcakes and wrote me a birthday song. It was the most amazing thing ever. I've had a surprise like that on my birthday.
Later on, I went out with some girls from my floor and my friends from home to Fat Patty's, which is amazing.
Then, I did something I've never done, I went out at 11. Woah. Don't I have to ask my parents? The girls took me to a gay bar to dance. That was my first club experience. I love to dance, but I don't think I'm going to be going dancing every weekend. It's just too much for me. I loved it at the time, but right now I'm just feeling weird about it. It's not that I did anything I'm not proud of. I danced with my friends. I drank a red bull. Saw a drag show, which I really loved because the Queens are so confident and I would love an ounce of that. But I don't think I'm that girl....the girl that goes out dancing. I'm too chill. Once in a while will be fine, and a stress reliever.
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