I promised myself I would blog about this outrageous week of mine but approaching the task almost feels like homework or a massive project.
Let's start with midnight on my actual birthday. Picture me dressed up in a black mini skirt, red top, and red patent leather heels like I'm going out on the town when in reality I'm going to a super casual dive bar in Sherman Oaks called The Barrel (pictured below). So I wait outside anxiously for the clock on my tiny cellphone display to hit 12:00am taking photos with my mom, Craig, my stepsister Shauna and her boyfriend Johnny to kill time. I refused to enter before midnight.
I ran in cheering with my arms in the air into a DEAD silent bar with approximately two other men sitting, quietly sipping their beverages. I'm sure they didn't expect a girl to come there with her loud family for her 21st birthday, but it's something that I have talked about doing with Craig for a long time now. I had the bartender check my ID and then ordered my first drink which was an Adios Motherf&*#er haha. I proceeded to have 6 other drinks within 42 minutes and then had... maybe 3 more and I left the bar passing out and then proceeded to... well.... expel the drinks I had imbibed.
The next morning after about 20 phone calls on the house phone and cellphone I woke up on the floor of my bedroom (yeah.. I don't know either..) and was promptly told by my mother that I was an hour and a half late to my hair appointment. After stumbling to the bathroom and witnessing my atrocious appearance, I quickly washed the smeared and smudged makeup off my face and changed out of the disheveled clothes I was wearing the night before and attempted to survive driving myself to the salon.
I returned home after driving through at Jack In The Box and tried to pack up the rest of my stuff until my mother approached me and told me that she didn't have a good feeling about me leaving for Vegas that day. Me and my extremely hungover self agreed whole-heartedly and crawled into my room and passed out for 4 hours.
Later in the evening I met up with Kyle and Todd and went over to City Walk to celebrate Michelle Pearson's friends 21st birthday along with my own, however I was feeling so nauseous all day that I could hardly stomach any drinks. We stayed for a while at Howl At The Moon and then made our way over to Saddle Ranch where I had a mojito and a free bull ride. It was a pretty chill evening, which was needed after that first night of madness.
Now onto Vegas. My mom, Craig, my Uncle Phil and I left at 7am the next morning for Vegas. I was still feeling pretty terrible from the first night at The Barrel and was confused at how a hangover could last for almost 48 hours. I tried to sleep for a bit on the drive there since I had a terrible night of sleep the night before but didn't really have much luck. When I arrived in Vegas I checked into my hotel at the Palms and well I think this was enough for one blog. I'll share Vegas tomorrow.
TRUE BLOOD TONIGHT!!
The next morning after about 20 phone calls on the house phone and cellphone I woke up on the floor of my bedroom (yeah.. I don't know either..) and was promptly told by my mother that I was an hour and a half late to my hair appointment. After stumbling to the bathroom and witnessing my atrocious appearance, I quickly washed the smeared and smudged makeup off my face and changed out of the disheveled clothes I was wearing the night before and attempted to survive driving myself to the salon.
I returned home after driving through at Jack In The Box and tried to pack up the rest of my stuff until my mother approached me and told me that she didn't have a good feeling about me leaving for Vegas that day. Me and my extremely hungover self agreed whole-heartedly and crawled into my room and passed out for 4 hours.
Later in the evening I met up with Kyle and Todd and went over to City Walk to celebrate Michelle Pearson's friends 21st birthday along with my own, however I was feeling so nauseous all day that I could hardly stomach any drinks. We stayed for a while at Howl At The Moon and then made our way over to Saddle Ranch where I had a mojito and a free bull ride. It was a pretty chill evening, which was needed after that first night of madness.
Now onto Vegas. My mom, Craig, my Uncle Phil and I left at 7am the next morning for Vegas. I was still feeling pretty terrible from the first night at The Barrel and was confused at how a hangover could last for almost 48 hours. I tried to sleep for a bit on the drive there since I had a terrible night of sleep the night before but didn't really have much luck. When I arrived in Vegas I checked into my hotel at the Palms and well I think this was enough for one blog. I'll share Vegas tomorrow.
TRUE BLOOD TONIGHT!!
