*About the title of this post: After some confusion, I'd like to clarify that it refers to the decorations in our apartment. I am not the pink princess, and I did not puke up happiness.
Tomorrow is my 21st birthday!
Tomorrow is my 21st birthday!
But last night, we celebrated at my apartment with a birthday party.
The theme was weird socks and pink and owls. It worked.
I feasted like it was Christmas, drank like it was St. Patty's Day and partied like it was...my birthday?
Not really. Except for the feasting part. I ate my weight in cupcakes.
So here it is in photo display!
I feasted like it was Christmas, drank like it was St. Patty's Day and partied like it was...my birthday?
Not really. Except for the feasting part. I ate my weight in cupcakes.
So here it is in photo display!
Cards from grandma! 21 of them...
...Most of them with my face on them.
21 birthday cards from my roommates!
Cake balls. Did not make NEARLY enough of these guys.
Sweet table
SO MUCH PINK, thanks to my fantastic roommates!
Aww...thanks Jess :)
Me and Katie. Photo attempt #1 (of many)
Roommates!
There we go. A REAL photo with Kristin.
My socks: Cows. Tom's socks: My Christmas socks.
Me, smashed hat. Tom, new haircut and a Spiderman shirt.
He only looks a little bit scared.
"Kristin, pick me up again. We need a picture to prove you did it!"
Tom's Jenga tower. I liked dropping my phone on the table and making it fall.
The only picture I don't remember taking. Owl blanket?
Also, some memorable quotes from last night:
Me to Katie: "What's your middle name! I need to know so I can yell at you!"
Me to Kristin: "It's not my fault I'm part Native American."
Me to the room: "Make me spell something. I can do it. How about antidisestablishmentarianism?"
Me to Kristin: "The carpet is just moving too fast."
Here's to another great year!
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