oh what a blast what a blast what a blast.
what an absolute WEIRD night it was, but thank you alllllllll, every single one of you fer comin. just getting to see everyone on one night was enough to make me the happiest for just a day.
anyway, the dinner wasn't quite as cringe-worthy as i thought it might've been, since after a while we started to play the water game [again] but this time with like 3zillion more twists. me and my stupid mouth had to make up the rule that nobody is to say 'drink', sabo-ing MYSELF and others so many damned times. but that was fun, definitely. was really nice having everyone there [after the parental's friends had left and we had control over the living room] and just hanging out. siiiiiiigh. whatever will i do without my friends.
my friends who WILL forget what my dad said after we cut the cake. aHem. yes. the cake cutting was excruciating, unfortunately. i hate people singing that damn song, so i sped it up, thinking the faster they sing the song the faster it'll end WHEN, at the end of the ultra-fast song my dad [in all his neverending enthusiasm] said 'ONE MORE TIME!!!!' i think i nearly died. and of course, he HAD to add something at the end of that bout what happened in my childhood. ugh and here i thought being a legal adult means leaving embarrassing details bout my childhood behind, and not to resurface at my birthday dinner with eeeeverrryoooneeee there.
but clubbing was good tho. a good workout, definitely. j'ai mal aux jambes! my thighs hurt like maad. its weird, especially since the music wasn't as good as last time. oh well, it was fun, anyways. special thanks to one friend who put the cherry on the entire evening, asking the dj to play a song fer me and so much more. you rock girl. *big hug*
pictures shall be up soon. but for now, time to catch up on lost zzz-time.