21 is off to an amazing start. I turned 21 at midnight on Tuesday, but even Tuesday during the day was perfect. My boss asked me to come back to intern with Paramount in the spring. I got my paychecks that had been lost in the mail. I got to see a screening of a major movie. I booked my flight to Florida for Spring Break. I met Paul Rudd. It wasn't even my birthday and I was having the best day.
And then at midnight, Kaitie made sure my birthday started off just right. I was writing a paper but she came in my room and counted down until midnight, and had a shot waiting for me. In the morning I found that she had decorated our living room, baked me cupcakes and left me a present. (Pumpkin spice coffee and k cups and a new mug and sassy party napkins. In an American flag gift bag.) I had class all day but when I got back, her and her boyfriend went with me to a bar and we had drinks. She did such a good job at making my day just how I wanted it, without me even having to ask.
After telling me last Friday that he probably wouldn't be able to come home for Thanksgiving, Andrew even told me yesterday that he actually is coming home!
Thursday, the VP bought me breakfast and complimented my shirt (just a little personal victory) and I got to leave early and take a cab. I got an A on an essay I wrote and I had two packages waiting for me.
On Friday, my bosses got me a cupcake and a card and some wine and we celebrated my birthday. Kaitie texted me at the end of the day and invited me to a drink up downtown that ended up being one of the funnest nights I've had at school.
And Saturday, I slept until 2 and then had dinner at Otto, one of my favorite restaurants, with five of my closest friends. I am just so happy.
I know this kind of happiness might not last, but at this point, I'm just enjoying it so much. Everything that could go right did, and I've just been leaning in to all the positive energy and the more I enjoy it, more positive things keep happening.
Next week, Erin and Kara are coming down and then the weekend after, my parents and Bridget are coming. My birthday is turning into a month long extravaganza. I don't hate it.
If this is any indication of how my year is going to be, I can't wait.
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