3/07/2010

Party in the USA

In the US birthday celebrations go on for 3 days. On Wednesday was the dinner, Thursday we went downtown dancing, Friday we had a party in Eddie's backyard. There were burning torches and an ice bath with beer. In the future, if I'll be asked to define pure joy, I will describe it as speakers blasting, performing the moves of a Bollywood dance in sync with your friends. When I was 14, this would have been considered immature, and at the age of 23 you'd be ready for the grave, but at the age of 23, I've never felt so young and full of life. But maybe I'm getting old, because I'm exhausted after three days of partying.

I got really nice gifts, Youtube gave me Brazilian Havaianas and a bottle of expensive champagne that he "found" working in Aspen. For my tea addiction I got a UCSB travel cup and Pokerface and the Kid gave me a supercool hat that would've made me a Bob Marley lookalike if I'd kept me dreads. Mom and Grandma sent money, all gift packages were prohibited because of the weight limit on the flight back home. The money will be put to good use, I guarantee you. More precisely they have turned into a weekend in the desert at the music festival Coachella in April and a spring break in Florida in two weeks. I just booked the tickets. Delta Airlines gave me a hard time booking flights, with error messages saying "the card holder's name is not valid, prefixes Mr, Sir, Dr, etc should not used in the name field". I've had the same problem opening a bank account. Here I am, with peace symbol earrings, without ever touching a gun, with a name that is short for a military title. Some things suck major balls.

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