From 0 to 100: My Unforgettable 21st Birthday and the Adventures That Followed

    I was never the perfect child. In fact, I was just starting to come out of my shell as I adjusted to life in a new state—Virginia. I had officially entered adulthood… or so I thought. I was building new friendships and slowly learning who I was becoming outside the comfort of my hometown.

    About a month before my 21st birthday, someone offered me a fake ID. I turned it down. Part of me was still a little scared, but honestly? I wasn’t that desperate to drink. I figured I could wait—it wasn’t that deep.

    Then came January 31st, 2010. My 21st birthday. A night I’ll never forget.
My friends went out of their way to make it special. My very first shot was pink lemonade vodka (yes, I remember it clearly), and we ended up playing Pretty Pink Princess—with marshmallows. It was ridiculous and hilarious, and I felt so loved. That night was pure joy, surrounded by people who genuinely cared about me.

    After that night? Let’s just say things escalated quickly. I went from barely going out to hitting the town almost every weekend. We had so many spontaneous adventures—like stopping a random guy in front of a bar called Diesel to take a photo in front of someone else’s truck or ending up at IHOP at 3 a.m. with people we’d just met at the bar.

    To say I went from 0 to 100 is honestly an understatement.

    Looking back, that time in my life was wild, messy, fun, and exactly what I needed to grow into myself. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real. And that’s what makes it unforgettable.

21st Birthday Celebration - Cake in my Face.


















        
Singing Happy Birthday

Playing Pretty Pink 
Princess

Pretty Pink Princess
Continued


And....Pretty Pink Princess
about DONE!! 

My friend and I who stopped the random guy
outside Diesel to get a picture in front of his
lifted truck. 

Diesel Night of Fun! 

My friend and I after a night of fun 
at Diesel at IHOP with random people/guy we met
at Diesel! 

Another fun night at the bar with my friend! 















                 

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