Twenty one

I spent almost my whole birthday alone. It's just a normal day. But then again, it's not.

It started in a big Hustler store here in Hollywood. My very good friend Bri took me, and I bought myself a birthday present; my first vibrator.

Then she dropped me of at a bar called The Room, where I know the bouncer. He bought me a drink and a shot. Bri's roommates were there celebrating with me.

Then we played beer pong at one of the guys work. I had some tequila too.

After that I was kind of drunk, so we walked to some dudes house to finish the night smoking. I've never been high, so this guy gave me "the good shit". He did pretty good. So I ended up wasted and stoned at the same time. Not a great combination I can assure you all. All I can say is that I became an evil bitch.


My dad woke me up at nine am. I think I still was drunk and high at that time. Then I slept till 12.30 and just walked around town for a while.

I had lunch a Bri's work, CPK (California Pizza Kitchen) and I got a birthday ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate, cherry - thing. I stayed for two hours. Then I walked home and fell into a food coma. When I woke up I felt sick. I still do, but whatever.

The rest is future. So stay tuned!