So far, being 21 has involved dressing like a flapper, having 12+ drinks bought for me (the first by a stranger!), some of my very best friends and lots of strangers singing me happy birthday at midnight, dancing to Ke$ha, being helped out of a taxi by my friends, vomiting all over the hotel room (yay!), sleeping until 1.30pm, realising I’d left my bag somewhere (it had my two phones and passport in it), panicking/making plans to get to New York to go to the Embassy, eating a bagel, Ariana locating my bag at the management for the second place we went to, me nearly crying with joy, saying goodbye to people and waiting to board a plane. Things looking promising.
Thanks for all of your messages!