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My 21st Birthday Party

I can't believe I cried. I was almost sobbing. The emotion of the speeches had gripped my heart and was tugging. Hard. Perhaps it was the mixture of tiredness that also brought on the tears. It was such a great party, the decorations were amazing! Huge 'M-T-V' silver balloons reigned over Commercial road, subtle candles lit up the rooptop on the perfect night of weather and the photobooth wall with 'Dean's Birthday' Circus posters was loved by all. The speeches were amazing, Paulina, Mark, Carmel and Matthew, reminding me as to how I'm blessed to have such beautiful souls around me.

My mother spoke as well which came as a shock as it was planned for my father to speak. She joked about the Rockstar theme, and how Hollywood would've been jealous of our shindig. She thanked Brent, which freaked everyone. She was fantastic. She told a funny little anecdote about me not speaking as a child, and delivered it with love. I cried. I can't believe I cried.

At about 12 we ushered everyone out to go to Love Machine. After a few minutes of cleaning up, we headed to the club ourselves, where I was shocked at seeing guests having to lineup. This is not what was agreed with the Love Machine people. My night could soon fall apart. I was stressing.

I had to fix this. So, in my tight black Roy jeans, my shake-it-off Mariah t-shirt and my hot-almost-fluro pink Saint Augustus jacket, I went up to a skinny door-guy in a shiny black suit jacket and told him who I was and that it was my Birthday and I had arranged for people to get in without having to lineup or pay.

He dismissed me.

Jessica and Peter were in the front of the long guestlist line, and said to him...

'But he's the birthday boy!'

He came off his glorified patch of red carpet and followed me down the line and said to me,

'Sorry, I know who you are now, how many people have you got with you? Bring them over this side....'

So there I was, standing in front of a 10/15 metre line of people, picking out my friends to take them into the hottest opening night in town. I felt like Mariah. It was great. People were trying to pretend they were with me. I put a stop to that. One guy offered to buy me something for me to get him in. I didn't really know what something was, and I wasn't really prepared to find out. He was shunned. We danced hard on the stage, and when Mariah's 'It's Like That' came on, it was all over. It couldn't get better. She was singing for me...

'It's my night, no stress, I'm leaving it all behind...' Anthem.

Probably the best night of my life. It was my party, people were there for me and my ego. Haha.

After making a secret exit, Brent, Matt, Jessica, Peter and I headed to Macca's. Along the way we passed a discarded invitation. The culprit is still at large, although seeing it gave me an amazing rush, like seeing a piece of your own artwork in public. A perfect way to end the perfect night.

OnAir With BlackPunkiPod : Mariah Carey - It's Like That (Stereo Experience)