ALL GEARED UP. Cue the uplifting song lyrics and entire albums dedicated to past relationships.
Friend celebration began with my mother DDing and picking up three of my friends before we hit up Monaco Bay. I was wished happy belated birthday by the doormen and didn't have to pay cover. Ian bought me my first drink--a raspberry martini and we kind of collected the troops and talked and stuff while waiting for Chris to arrive. It was pretty chill and fun as we all loosened up. I looked fucking fantastic (about time that I had the self-esteem to really be able to say that about myself)--wearing a dress that Aunt Viv got me for my birthday last year and a belt that Omi gave me. After Chris came, we attempted to find Skydeck but only found the outside District bar, which was kind of dead. We found a map then took the elevator up to Skydeck, which was really beautiful with minimal decor. Drinks were really pared down and weird (who doesn't have Mojitos?!), and they were served in plastic cups, obviously to avoid having glass thrown off the roof. We stayed there until I was good and tipsy and Carman was texting me saying to come down outside Monaco Bay.
It was close to 11 at that point so Ellen was out of dance so we left for good and met Carm outside. He was attempting to look as if he were streaking but I was just like, "Why are you poking your stomach into me while we hug?!" It was really sweet of him to come out at all to wish me happy birthday so we stood talking amongst ourselves while I directed Ellen downtown and Amy was on her way as well. Kyle, Anna, and I rode with Ellen to Metro. Amy bought me another mixed drink and we all regrouped and talked around a table until there was actually a good song and I pounced on that shit with Ellen and soon others followed.
The music was so much better than last weekend and actually danceable!! There were three really good songs in a row. "Bulletproof", which I now take to be one of my getting-over-it anthems. Time to be rock solid. Then "Rolling in the Deep". While I was getting ready, I had heard John Legend doing a cover of it which made me pay more attention to the lyrics and it's fitting. It just felt good.
The next few hours were spent cooling down around the table with some water and then when a good song came on, spastically running for the dance floor with Ellen in tow. Iiiiiii...got kind of ho-ish at times. On Obi, down to the floor, etc., but it was all in good fun. Dancing is good for the soul, my soul, hurt souls. I had so much fucking fun just letting loose and being crazy and enjoying the songs I love and having my friends around to share that with. Obi insisted next on buying me a shot, so I came back from dancing to a Girl Scout (think thing mints and alcohol). Downed that shit and more dancing. Right at the end, they insisted I have one more drink so I came back from dancing to another mixed drink and downed that pretty fast. By that point I was feeling it a bit more cus it soaked in pretty quickly. I was just leaned against Obi, wanting sleep a bit, and he was like, "Your dancing is so cute! It's just cute! You got the standard white girl jumping down but you're starting to use that booty!" Lmfao. Everyone then insisted on going to IHOP. We only left ten minutes before Metro closed.
By that time it was 2am and only Amy (DD), me, Obi, Devin and Ian and we made our way down Westnedge to IHOP and all I knew was I needed some water and something salty. Ian was hilarious and Obi cried into his blueberry pancakes (they were hard to finish). I DEVOURED a Colorado omelette, which had at least four kinds of meat in it, cheese, peppers, onions. And then I ate one or two pancakes. SO GOOD. My first time drunk eating. We left IHOP around 3 and by the time everyone was dropped off and I was the last one, I got in the door at like quarter to four. Obi had told me to drink another glass of water before bed but I didn't want to have to pee that night. All I wanted was sleep. I took a shower and crawled desperately into bed and knocked out for about three hours. Woke up with my head at a low pounding level, so I got up and had some ibuprofen and some water to alleviate the pain of fully waking up later.
Felt only a little rough this morning when I woke up at nearly noon. Pretty chill afternoon. Ben came with Violet, Aunt Marilou and Tony came. Some family annoyances but we went to OCB (lolz) for dinner, stuffed self, and went to Tiffany's with Ben to buy some Magners. Highly appropriate to then come home and watch Doctor Who for three hours. Nearly like I was in England again. Oh, was v. sweet when Tony left, he was like, "Tell -- see you later. He lost out." I had to try really hard not to cry. Family always comes through in the end.
From a kind of badly memorable actual birthday day to probably one of the best, if not the best, birthdays I've ever had. I am so grateful for amazing friends. I'm ready to say peace easy to my hometown in favor of putting to work all the lessons I learned living on my own already, can't wait to drink English tea in my room while holed up watching telly on the computer. Making my world around me. Let's get this.
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