what did you do on your 21 st ?

sat at home alone...wooo party animal!!!!

I bought a 6 pack of Cider Beer.

And I didn't even get carded or drunk, it was pretty lame.

My psycho roommate wouldn't let me eat all day because he wanted me to get plastered and throw up. We went and saw Titanic around dinnertime, so I was hungry and depressed by the time we were supposed to go to the bar.

Since everyone hated my roommate, nobody showed up, except for my cousin, Steve, (who had driven over from Detroit). Steve and I drank all night and ditched my roommate. We took a cab to Denny's, ate more fries and waffles than should be allowed, and then went back to my place. My roommate was mad that I'd sobered up a bit and tried to make me puke. He said, "Come on! It's your 21st! You have to get sick!" He tried to swing me around in circles, so Steve, a 6'3" Polish guy, grabbed me away from him and dragged me down the stairs to the car.

We got a motel room, drank Mountain Dew, ate Doritos, and watched bad softcore porn on Cinemax.

It could have been better, but it could have been worse. I'm really glad I got to hang out with my cousin. That was the cool part. I never get to see him.

Ummm got drunk at an Outback Steakhouse. Hella lame.

stayed in bed and slept.

wait, no thats not really true

I slept on the couch

random haiku goodness

[Edited on Aug 24, 2004 by Akira_Li]

Went to a strip club with friends and they ordered me every shot that was ever invented. Had strippers all over me was a pretty good night till about 1am. My buddy who drove me sent over a shot called a Praire Fire, it is Tabasico sauce and Tequila. I drank it and about a minute later I had to run outside. I threw up from the back door of the club all the way across the parking lot to the car. Ended seating on the curb for an hour finding out what my insides look like. It was a good night though

i was pregnant at the time, so i went out to dinner with the family and got a few gifts. pretty lame. i told myself i was going to celebrate on my 22nd but never did. oh well. i was never much of a partier.

went to school, but that weekend I drove up to tahoe with some guy and played in the snow and had lots of sex. it was pretty cool.

Had a Hawaiian party in my young ones-style student house in Portsmouth.

everyone got wasted on punch. My girlfriend at the time was out of it by 9pm, my friend and drummer Mez went for what can only be described as a "sleep-piss" all over my desk thinking he was at home and the desk was where his toilket normally was...he was walking through invisible doors and we couldn't wake him. hilarious.

The music was spot on. Everyone I loved was there. we went on water pistol drive-by's...it was the best party ever.

I was in the navy at the time & we crossed the international date line on my b-day so I actually never had one.

I didn't really do much, but where I gre up, legal age for everything was 18.
Makes sense that if you can vote you can fuck up your liver legally

Tried alcohol for the first time.

where i grew up, it would be "what did you do on your 18th?"

i went to a bar with a girlfriend and got girl-drink-drunk on a bunch of devil-spawned concoctions called "blue mondays"... i haven't had one since... the drink, that is, not a girlfriend...

It hasn't happened yet, but in the beginning of November (right near my 21st) I'm movin' out to San Francisco.

I went to my favorite Mexican resturaunt with a bunch of friends where they gave me lots of frozen margaritas and made me stand up on a chair while they sang Happy Birthday (Bing Crosby version) while a hot waiter spanked my ass with a dish towel. I ate much queso and a piece of key lim pie. After that we went to a swing club called Picasso and I drank more, then we went to great little bar called Marfrellas and I tripped over a parking block and sprained my ankle but was too drunk to care so I went inside and up and down stairs all night. The next morning I had a hangover from hell and my ankle was really messed up but damnit, it was worth it. Great night.

I sure wish I could remember, then i could tell you...

I got fucking hammered, which really isn't that different from what I do on my birthdays now. Or Tuesdays, even.

I should imagine I got fucking hammered and threw up everywhere.. not dissimilar (sp?) to the night before and probably after... there's nothing quite like university education!

Was involved in a threesome with 2 sisters.

Honestly!

Jeff_Fries said:
Tried alcohol for the first time.



I'm impressed! I imagine it was your choice.

Mine landed on a Tuesday. My friend and I went for a beer and then went seperatly to our beds so we could go to work the next day. woo. hoo.



[Edited on Aug 24, 2004 by valexis]

wow...that was way back in 2001???

i went ravin...

got to see dj hype and kenny ken...
it was well wikkid...

oh yeah...and did and 8 ball of coke

bought some new shoes, broke up with a boyfriend at the time in the middle of a Chicago rush hour subway commute, one of my best friends ever took me out to the most yuppiest bar ever, I booty danced to the bloodhound gang with a bunch of cubs fan and befriended many a homeless people on the walk back to the car...

P.S. the whole breaking up was a result of a jealous boy who wasn't quite 21 once and he didn't want me to go to a bar later on in the night without me....

Nobody puts baby in the corner!

*sigh* Pizza and beer at Pizza Hut with the girlfriend. Then we went home and screwed. Then went to bed....at...8pm. Sad.