Two weeks ago I turned 21. I'm not really sure where I should begin, maybe to best describe my birthday I should start at the end...
The day after my birthday, was the most beautiful day and I spent it under my covers hating life. I didn't really get out of bed until 7pm and even then I was struggling. You probably are wondering, how hard did I party for my 21st birthday?
It was epic, or at least I remember it being epic. Recovering from my birthday took an entire weekend. I slept all day Thursday and Friday. Saturday I ventured out of the kolej (dorm) and went to breakfast, two American bookstores, and then to the Soccer game where Sparta (the Czech team) tied 1-1 against Pribram.
After the game was over it was time for me to crawl back in my bed and take a much needed nap...
My weekend starts at 4:30pm on Wednesday, so I have 4 day weekends. I slept the long weekend away...
(At the Soccer game)
Now that I am fully recovered I can tell you a little about my birthday.
Wednesday, February 24th, 2010 was not just an ordinary day, it was mine and Sarah's 21st birthday. Before midnight, a group of us went to the pub in our dorm. At 12am on 2/24/2010 I had my first legal beer (US standards) and then somehow, Alex thought it would be a great idea if I punched him in the stomach... so around 12:15am... I also punched my friend in the rib because I accidentally missed his stomach. Whoopsies...
During the day I had class and in between my two classes I went out to lunch with my friends Celia, Sarah, Sara, and Kacy. We went to a cute little cafe called Au Gourment. After my afternoon class, it was officially my weekend.
That evening I went to the ballet with Celia and Alex. The ballet was of Romeo & Juliet, so I obviously LOVED it! After the ballet, we returned back to the kolej and had a few drinks in Alex & Walt's room. During our pregame session I was presented with a birthday cake & 21 candles!! The cake was dark chocolate espresso... enough said. And again, somehow Alex convinced me to punch him in the stomach, after a little peer pressure I successfully punched my friend in the stomach for the second time. (I swear I don't have anger issues...) After viewing these photos, I will never punch a friend again... even if they peer pressure me... not cool.
(This is Walt, I forgot to mention him in my previous blog, but basically he is a riot. He plays the accordion and he wore his "birthday shirt" for my birthday. As you can see from the picture, it is very flashy)Well anyways... we got to Roxy at 11:55pm and I of course didn't have my student ID, but with a little convincing I was allowed in with no charge. We immediately went to the bar and had some vodka shots, one of which I chased with beer... I do not recommend this to anyone. The music that they played at Roxy were actual hits. For once... no 80s or 90s music. We danced a lot, had a lot of fun, and then the Ms. Erasmus contest started... which at that point I was feeling pretty good. Somehow I entered myself in this contest, so I was on stage, people were wishing me happy birthday and then... fuzziness ... and the next thing I know it is 8am on Thursday morning.
During the day Thursday, my friends recapped the night for me and from all the stories that I have heard and the things that I remember, my birthday was very successful. Unfortunately, I had to take a taxi home on my birthday so I wasn't able to get fried cheese while waiting for the Tram, but luckily Celia and Walt had some for me!
From everyone that I have talked to, your 21st birthday is the last one that really counts or the last one that is really "fun". If this is true, I am proud to say that I went out with a bang and I won't mind if all the other birthdays are mediocre! I'm so thankful for all the friends that I have made because if it weren't for them I don't know how my birthday would have ended up. To all my friends, thank you so much! To all my family, thanks for all the birthday wishes!
I guess this is enough for now, but later this weekend I will be blogging about my adventures in Amsterdam. Enjoy!
Until next time...
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