Twenty one at last!

My 21st birthday turned out pretty awesome. I had a watermelon martini, pyrot hurricane, strawberry mojito, and something else I can't recall the name of. So, no, I didn't get smashed, but I had fun. I have pretty awesome friends. :)

Watermelon Martini! My first legal drink. :)

A painting of Harry Potter my friend gave me  as a present.

[No more] X's on the back of her hands!

Well, followers I probably don't have, the day has almost arrived. In less than 6 hours I will be 21. I'm not sure how I feel about it. I'm partially excited out of my friggin' mind, but at the same time, I'm thinking, "Wow, I'm officially an adult. I can do everything now." And let's be honestly, that's kind of heavy/scary. It's like when I was no longer a teenager. On one hand, I beat teenage pregnancy, like a champ, but on the other, I was no long a teen. I was officially two decades old. Not to mention I feel as though I haven't done very many exciting things in my 21 years.

Perhaps this will be the year of change! Wish me luck, haha.

The Friend-Zoner

Friend-zoner- noun; Always placing interested daters in the friend-zone.

Apparently, I'm a friend-zoner. I was talking to Kei and ZM today about how a boy would go about getting out of a friend-zone. This evolved into me saying, "Oh my god. I'm a friend-zoner, aren't I?! Michael called me the Queen of No the other day, but I didn't believe him!" Kei, being the honest, loving friend she is, said, "Yeah, you tell everyone no without giving them a chance, T. Like...." and she proceeded to name of at least five guys I've friend-zoned in the past year. I'm such a douuuuche. I realize my faults now. The first step is admittance, though, right? So...I'm kind of on a roll? Maybe?

C'est la vie.

I cleaned out my closet! It looks so pretty now. Then again...it would, to me at least, because I love organization. The Container Store is a heavenly place for me. Seriously, it's right up there with shoe stores. = )

So, anyway, I'm up there cleaning out the top shelf, of which I might mention was half filled with EMPTY boxes [what a waste of space, right?], when I find my "high school memorabilia" box. Oh, yeah, I went there. I got this down, and good Lord, it was a good afternoon of nostalgia. I found the poems from the scavenger hunt AP sent me on for our one year anniversary my junior year. Hah. Then, of course, I remember how much of a douche I was to him. C'est la vie, right? We're okay now, and that's what counts. I also found my glasses from the Junior-Senior proms, my high school graduation invitations, and all the dried up roses I kept from the days I got flowers sent to school. I dated such sweethearts, ya know? =P

Really, I'm just so proud of my closet. I kind of want to post a picture of it, but I won't because I think that's crossing the line of obsession with organized areas. I also cleaned out much of my clothing while I was at it. I really needed to, in all honesty. I had at least 100+ shirts in there. I love clothes, what can I say? I just kept telling myself I was making room for new clothes to make the departure easier on my self. I've got issues. -sigh-

Trashy pop music and make up.

This weekend was wonderful despite the fact the rain didn't let up at all, and it was 50 something degrees in May. A girls night took place Sunday, with Kei and Cait. It was too much fun, and considering how awful today was, I needed it before I knew I needed it! We baked cookies [per usual], listened to trashy pop music, and got all pretty with make up. Oh, yeah, we went there. A few pictures to recap...

Kei took pictures when we weren't ready:

 Pictures of us trying to be sexy:

Pictures of me creepin':

Do tha' creep. Haa Haa.

Danced to some Lady Gaga:

P-p-p-poker face.

Approved of Keisha:

 Tigress faces:

 And my favorites: