Sweet Sixteen

So yesterday was Sabrina's sweet sixteen and we partied it up on the upper deck of her yacht all flippin night long. It turns out all the tension was a misunderstanding and she was a bit distant because of the stress of her party. I had a fucking BLAST! I mean I thought I had fun before that, but nothing compares to catching up with old friends, making new ones, dancing all night and eating red velvet cake like a hobo. Plus, when the party girl is your best friend, you get a somewhat special treatment.

But now my feet are killing me. DO NOT WEAR HEELS FOR 6 HOURS STRAIGHT. EVER! (No matter how cute they are, they're not worth the pain.)

Things are back to normal and I've never been happier. Plus, I only got really dizzy ONCE and I didn't faint or get migraines whooooooo :D!