I turned 21 last week on Tuesday just in time to go the club on the weekend.  My friend Tony was modeling in the Miami Vice fashion Show called Rehab for the Fashion Addict.  A designer named Nancy Dominguez was launching her spring swimwear 2010 collection.


Tony's the one on the far left with the glasses.

I wanted to go show my support so on Saturday my friend Josh and I got suited up (sort of) and hit the club called eArly birD's (only time I'll type it like that) in Fort Wayne.  This was my first time to a club and I had a great time.

Note to readers that don't know me:  Before Tuesday, I had never consumed an alcoholic beverage in my life.  I didn't feel anything from the drinks I had that night, nor did I want to.  Friday, the night before the show, I had some drinks with some friends and I wasn't aiming to get trashed, but I kinda did.  One of the girls there, who knows a thing or two about drinks, tricked me into drinking a shot of straight Bicardi 151!  I was fine before that, but then I was gone.  Threw up twice and needless say, I learned my limit quick.

So back to the club.  We rolled up looking fly and having never been to a club, had no idea what to really do.  So we looked around briefly and decided to get a drink.  Justin, a mutual friend of me and Josh, told him that he should buy my a Blow Job.  It was a tasty little shot that I had to consume with out the use of my hands. I succeeded and got some whipped cream all over my mouth region.  I guess that's the point, but I don't care, cuz it was yummy. :)

I ordered something that I couldn't really taste the alcohol in and the bartender gave me a green drink that tasted like gross.  I finished it since I had paid for it.  It was time for the show and it was pretty cool.  After the show we got some more drinks.  Josh ordered a rum and coke and I tried a screwdriver--sucked.  I think it was the orange juice to vodka ratio.  So I gave to my friend Brandon who was also in the show.

I then met up with the crew from B-Dubs.  It was one of my co-worker's birthday and they were meeting at Early Birds later in the night.  I saw so many people and when I found where they were stationed, Jiggy (another co-worker) said that I was with them tonight.  Everybody was so surprised to see me, which makes sense.  Jiggy hooked me up with another screwdriver, which tasted a little better.  Me and my Tex were getting down a little.  A little bit later, I got myself a rum and coke, which I actually liked and while drinking that, Serena, another co-worker, grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor.  At first I wasn't sure what to do, cuz it was my first time.  But once I started feeling the music I put my hand on her waste and we were grindin' for a while. (Don't be mad, Kelli! :p)

That's what they do at the club, right? Grind?  Anyway...

Josh comes up to me while I'm still on the dance floor and shows me a text that he got from Tony that said, "VIP."  So, of course, we went and I had some pizza and a shot of goose (gross).  After that shot I was feeling it a little.  At that point, I told myself I wasn't drinking anymore, because the night before I wanted just enough to feel good.  Since that didn't happen, I decided that I'd do it this night.  I went outside to get some fresh air and called Kelli.  That actually sobered me up a little.  When I was ready I went back in.  The rest of the time at the club was "meh" but I still had fun.  Played some pool with Tony and just chilled for the rest of the night.

The club closed at 3 and we ended leaving with a guy named Dan, who was part of the show.  We decided to go to IHOP.  I was down with it, but I really wanted to just be home and in bed.  Turns out that Josh can drink beer like water but can't really handle his liquor.  He was gone.  I offered him bacon and he refused.  WHO REFUSES BACON!?!?  So I get some delicious blueberry pancakes with eggs, bacon and hash browns.  And while we're eating, I see Josh throwing up on the table.

"Tony!  Tony, look," is what I said while pointing at Josh.  It was bad.  Lucky for us that he wasn't doing a lot of moving or it would have gone everywhere.  We make Josh clean most of it up and depart.  I finally made it home, not drunk or even buzzed by that time, and that's how I wanted it.  The end to a good night out.

Kinda long, I know.  Thanks for reading.