10 Lessons I Learned at My 22nd Birthday Bash

1. You know how you’re not supposed to mix beer and liquor? Yeah, there’s a reason for that.

2. Stop drinking at least 2 drinks before you feel really drunk. Does that make sense?

3. Don’t take consecutive shots.

4. Take your time drinking the alcohols.

5. Maybe aim for a garbage can instead of the border of the sidewalk when you finally vomit. No cops will come up to you and your friend and say “I can’t have her doing that there.”

6. Maybe try NOT to hug the stranger that looks like Jesus who just gave you a full bottle of water. He doesn’t really want to touch your vomity ass.

7. Never drink that much again.

8. You will suffer a 24 hour hangover and it will be extremely unpleasant and you will have to go in to work feeling like death.

9. No matter how many times you puke, and you think it’s the end, it’s not.

10. The entire bar will cheer for you when you puke on the sidewalk, though. +10 humor points for you.

I’m 22 and It’s Weird

Yesterday was my birthday and despite it being completely different from any other year in terms of celebration, I really enjoyed it.

Usually I have a pool party with all my friends. This year I didn’t do that, nor am I going to do it. Partying at the bars this weekend will commence, however. Instead, I spent the day by myself mostly. I did HIIT running, picked up my cake and then went to the gym. The rest of the day was rather uneventful – showered, went shopping and bought myself a birthday dress, and then came home and spent far too much time on Tumblr. I topped it off with 2 consecutive episodes of Borgia, which of course, were the highlight of my day.

I felt really invincible yesterday, to be honest. Idk what it is about my birthday, but it always has the power to make me feel really good about life in general. I’m also the kind of person that treats my birthday like an international holiday.



Mark Ryder is Insatiably Sexy


Like for real you guys, omfg. Last night I watched 2 episodes in row because I couldn’t contain my excitement and tonight I watched another because I decided a two hour movie = less time for sleep, but a 1 hour episode of Borgia would make no one upset.

The scene at the end of the Pentecost episode though, omg. Dying. I’m dying you guys.

I think I need to read up more on real life Cesare and Lucrezia to find out if they actually fucked or what. I JUST WANT THEM TO BE TOGETHER, THERE IS SO MUCH SEX HAPPENING. (Not literally, BUT IT NEEDS TO OMG).


In other news, my birthday is on Wednesday and the weather forecast says it’s going to be really shitty and rainy that day. I kinda want to go to the zoo, but not if it’s going to downpour of me all day. I’ll probably stay cooped up in the house watching movies/trying to pace myself on Borgia and eating birthday cake in my birthday girl underwear. TRUE STORY.



Tomorrow is my 21st birthday and I can’t remember the last time I’ve ever felt so apathetic about my birthday. Especially not one as important as the day I’m legally allowed to start drinking and buying the alcohols.

It’s actually kind of annoying. Back when this term started, I had imagined that this last week would be glorious and sunshiney and everything would be perfect and I’d bake cupcakes tonight to give out tomorrow and rainbows would shoot out my ass. That is nothing like what’s happening. I have this gray cloud of worry and anxiety about finals, the fashion show, and birthday plans.

First of all, I have this fear that I won’t get my Gerber final finished in time and properly. That’s really all that I have left to do, at least as a large chunk, for my finals. But it feels like so much more. I also have little nitpicky things I have to finish for my other classes.

Secondly, the fashion show is stressful within itself ON TOP of school work. Not to mention the whole ticket sale dilemma. Our student standing tickets JUST arrived today. Normally they should be almost sold out by now. That and apparently we’re not selling the seating and VIP seating tickets at school. I was under the impression we were, so that created some drama in my life that needn’t have existed.

Lastly, my birthday plans for this year are driving me crazy. My friends keep telling me that I have to go out and drink at a bar or something like that because it’s my 21st birthday. While I agree with that and it sounds like fun, there are a million other things going that are making me insane. I’ve had inquiries about what I’m doing tomorrow as well as whether I’m still having a birthday party this Saturday.

I set up a Facebook event for my party but everyone who’s actually going to be in the state said “maybe” and everyone (minus Krista) who isn’t said yes. So current attendees are a grand total of me, the host. I’ve been tempted to delete it from the minute I made it. Maybe I should make it an end of term bowling/bday celebration event or something.  I DON’T EVEN KNOW.

I just can’t wait for this week to be over with already. I look forward to a peaceful sleeping in Sunday.