It was my birthday last Saturday, I finally turned 18! It had its ups and downs. The biggest downside being that I wasn't in Provo that day and therefore didn't get to celebrate with my friends. The day I got back from Thanksgiving break, however, I was ambushed by these wonderful young ladies and asked how I wanted to celebrate my birthday. I told them we didn't need to do anything, my birthday had already passed and it really wasn't a big deal. Not one of them conceded and it was decided that we would go to dinner at Guru's, a favorite restaurant of mine here in Provo. They made it happen and 7 of my favorite girl friends bought me dinner. They made sure the hostess knew it was my birthday and I was graced with a birthday song by the live band, a brownie sundae, and a happy birthday song from my friends as well. Afterward they told me to get dressed in 80's apparel; I was 18 now, it was time to take me to an 18+ dance party! Unfortunately, the club in Provo that puts on 80's night every Wednesday had cancelled it that night. Not to be brought down, we came back to my room and had our own dance party. The girls promised to take me to Salt Lake the next day for real 80's night at Area 51.
Sure enough, I was whisked from the dorms at 9 PM and we traveled to Salt Lake City. The girls told the DJ it was my birthday so I received yet another birthday wish. I had the best time with my girls and I could not have asked for a better birthday...week? It was my birthweek. I can't begin to express my gratitude to my friends, or my love for them. They are so wonderful, each and every one of them. I'm so grateful to have people that love me, with whom I can be myself, so far from home. Provo is my home now and I'm grateful for the friends that have helped me feel that way.
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