My 22nd birthday, uh wut?
I know all the oldies hate hearing a 22 year old say that she feels old- but I do.
Time is such a crazy concept to me; it just goes by so fast.
I think Rae and I and all of our friends do a good job of enjoying all the moments that we have
My 22nd birthday was much like my 21st, but I would say almost better.
We were all 21 or older and it was all my favorite people together for a night
It was one of those days that just worked out so well
Rae, Whitney and I spent the day at the beach. It was so relaxing, laying in the sun enjoying beers, and two of my best friends
Then later that night I decided to have a girls dinner with 15 of my best girls
It was lots of laugher, sex talk, and margarita drinking
We then proceeded to bar hop, each bar we were at we were drunker then the next
It was a hilarious night
Everyone was on a level, no one was holding back
The girls got an obnxious amount of honks on our walks to and from bars- guys are unbelieveable sometimes.
We met up with two of m best guy friends- Ryan and Joey.
A nice fun night turned into WAY TO MANY shots, everyone literally making out with everyone, toppless thursday ( duh) and lots of memories to look back on
The next the WHOLE group felt like death and we were sure that we were drugged.
It really was a good birthday. I am lucky for the people in my life.
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