So like my other post tell you guys what I was gonna do last night. Picked up a quarter, picked up some Patron and headed to the party. I walk in and I swear it was like they knew it was my birthday. They had signs up and everything. Yes it was for some girl, but fuck it I acted like they put them up for me. My fucking cousin even grabbed the cake and wrote my name in there with his finger shit was dope. So were drinking taking shots, I had my first jagerbomb, had my first dutch. And yes I will be buying them from now on. We hotboxed that car for like an hour with 3 heads. You know you successfully hotboxed a car when all you see is the cherry of the blunt in the fog. I love hotboxes. After we boxed we came back to the party and danced and shit. The girl Ive been talking to showed up looking hella sexy. She had a fat ass blunt ready and how can I say no. We went to her car, sparked the blunt. And friends I was singing like jeremiah in there. Birthday sex is fucking awesome. I swear though if I wasnt that tipsy already I wouldnt have lasted as long, but none the less breaking the hiatus was fucking great. From then on we went back in partied and danced and the rest is really a blur. I have no idea how I got back home or even how I walked up 2 flights of stairs to get to my apartment. But waking up with a major hangover, open condom wrapper in pocket, and a good eighth of bud in the other really is a cherry on top of a good ass night. Best Birthday Ever