My Seventeenth <3

Before I can talk about my birthday itself, I have to tell you about the day BEFORE it. On the 18th of December, I went to school and didn't go back home :P. This is because all of a sudden, I grew a social life. I attended a surprise birthday party for a fellow Saggitarian, after which I went clubbing.

Yes.

*I*, geek-of-the-year award-winner went "CLUBBING". I even have an "India Nightlife" photo now. (But I look terrible, so I won't upload it :P). Initially, when I was waiting in line to get in, I wanted to cry on account of being almost molested by several fat teens with testosterone run amok. I had to hold on to an acquaintance for dear life (I don't think his girlfriend appreciated my desperately clinging on to his back and waiting for him to move..oh well). I was also upset because the clock nearly struck 12 there in that sorry excuse for a line (more like a moshpit, being molested by fat boys when two friends had cancelled plans to surprise me at home at 12. Finally, I was pushed to the front of the line but despite my deathgrip on said acquantaince, he slipped away under the arm of the bouncer, and I was stuck with the bouncer basically roaring at my face about how I couldn't even pass for 15 (ouch!). Plus, the huge arm of this bouncer was dangerously pressed against my chest which was very disconcerting, so I begged a friend of mine behind me to wrap his hand around my chest...desperate times call for desperate measures, I suppose..

Well, so I finally got INSIDE the club by 11.20, and actually danced for a change. My best friend was there too, but she was with her boyfriend, so I didn't get to spend a lot of time with her. Coming back to the acquaintance onto whom I was clinging for dear life, let's call him B, he decided I was going to get drunk that night, (Apologies if I'm shocking you with every word) and bought me a round of tequila shots with yummy stuff on the rim of the shot glass. He then offered me Pepsi and whiskey, which was disgusting stuff. His gorgeous girlfriend then decided to intervene and hand me a lemon wedge, which was very nice of her..

Being sufficiently under the influence of alcohol, I began dancing wildly around the room and nearly climbed up on the bar but despite my drunken state, my inherent geekiness reminded me that if I did this, the bartenders would be able to treat themselves to a view up my skirt. When it was finally 12, everyone in my class decided to surround me and shower me with hugs, which felt very nice. More wild dancing followed, of course, in the spirit of celebration, when a certain 11th grader, let's call him KS, decided to lock his arms around my waist and attempted to grind with me. The inner geek of course found this disgusting, so I slid away from him whenever possible. I stepped out of the club at 1 o clock, and what followed is top secret...(stop thinking that right away, you dirty-minded person).

So, the next day: My birthday.

It didn't start off very well, because I had gone to the parlour to get my nails painted and my hair washed..yes, I do believe in occasionally indulging in unnecessary luxuries. When I asked for a blow-dry, the lady who was going to do the blow-dry outlined the horrors of split-ends for me and advised me to trim my hair, and stupid as I am, I totally fell for it. I had gorgeous long hair that reached my waist, and I don't anymore, since she cut so much of my hair. Now it only reaches my bra line, and I spend most of my time panicking about my 'man hair'..

What's worse is that I had DAIMUN on my birthday, which was indeed very sad. But B got me a black forest cake, so it was all good. After all the work was done, my best friend S and a new friend N came home with me to cut ANOTHER cake (yes, I'm so loved :P). I was a little disappointed at this point because I'd tried inviting the whole world over to cut the cake with me, but everybody had other plans. Little did I know..

After I cut the cake at home, S suggested that we go out to dinner to Noodle Bar, and I agreed. I was busy dragging her to a two-seater, but for some reason she refused to go to the two seater and kept leading me towards the bigger tables. I opened my mouth to reprimand her but stopped before I could say anything, because the next thing I saw was ALL MY FRIENDS STANDING AROUND THIS BIG TABLE!!!!!!!!!!! :D We ordered all this amazing food, and there was even a guitarist who sang "Time of Your Life" for us. I was overwhelmed, and couldn't stop thinking about how awesome my friends are.

It really WAS the best birthday ever. :)