Turning 25.
Turning 25 has been pretty rad actually. And sort of ridiculous too: It’s been like a three-days celebration; and it’s not over yet!
It all started on Thursday: it was my atual birthday and my parents and sister took me out to dinner to a fancy place. The food was good, the wine was delicious and my folks were in a good mood, so I was actually having a good time. Then, a waiter brought me this (left picture) for dessert because he casually heard my father mention it was my birthday! Wow, how nice! But a bigger surprise came with the check: I dined at that fancy place for free!!! Can you belive that?!
Then, Saturday came and my girls with it!!! I had a great time with my besties, we had such a great time they left at 4:00am!!! We talked and laughed and ate. And we ate this wonderfully colorful cake (right picture) which, I’m proud to say, I made. When we cut it, I realized it had the colors of the pansexual pride flag; which is absolutely relevant because 1) I am pansexual and 2) I was born on June 28 and everyone knows (or should know) about June 28, 1969*.
*June 28, 1969 is when the Stonewall riots started, the first time where gays and lesbians and bisexuals and transgender people fought back after a police raid. And police raids against homosexuals resulted in violences, persecutions and arrestations back then.
Today, we had a delicious meal of pork tenderloin with barbecue sauce, sweet potatoes and corn on the cob, some more of my pansexual pride cake for dessert; and I got a sparkly Swarowski necklace from my folks and a sparkly bag from Jul. And I will be there (last picture), at Disneyland tomorrow. Well, I love being 25 evetually!!!
Now, a very important question: I’ve blown candles three times these past few days. It means my wish (same wish the three times) HAS to come true, right?
