What did you do on your 21st birthday?
 

on the eve of my 21st, I've got to hear what my fellow Greek chatters did on their special day.

I do believe I went to school to take a test then I went to work. Not to much fun on that day for me.

My then boyfriend was on deployment for my 21st birthday, but that didn't stop me from celebrating.

My 21st was on a Friday, so my sisters and my non Greek friends took me bar and club hopping. We started with dinner at 5PM and we didn't get home until 8 the next morning.

After some recovery on Saturday morning we went out and did much of the same that night!

It took me a few days to recover from that weekend.

Happy 21st birthday to you! Have fun and be careful!

I'm still waiting for mine. :( It's a month away! :) February 24!!!!!

I was sick!!!:mad: But I have more than made up for that by hurting others on there 21st:)

I was studying for a test at the sorority house-loads of fun!!!!

My 21st was on a Monday, so some of my sisters took me to a Mexican restaurant at 5pm for margarita's and fun. Sounded like a good idea except we have CHAPTER at 7:30pm. And I am a LIGHTWEIGHT. So, after 2 margarita's, we head to chapter at the house(no, it was not ritual, THANK GOD!). I am actually okay during the meeting, though I did have to pee every 2 seconds. We get through the meeting and head to HAMS for some more fun. There, I consume 10 shots, the last being a "red, silk panties" shot that one of my so called best guy friends bought me. To this day, I have no idea what was in it, but YUCK YUCK YUCK!!
Now it is around 12, and we head to another bar, where I STUMBLE to the bartender and say I want my free birthday beer. He asks for my ID, which I have left back at the table. I stumble back, get my ID, hand it to him and he tells me its not my b-day anymore because its after 12. I start to cry. They take me home.
Back at my apartment, I proceed to call my ex boyfriend and tell him all the bad things he did to me(and we are still friends at this point--this is not a good thing). When the machine runs out, I call back. BAD BAD BAD. My roomates finally pry the phone away from me and put me in bed, with the trash can next to me. I wake up at some point and think I am going to throw up, so I crawl, comforter with me, to the bathroom. The puking urge passed, so I just pass out there. My roomates boyfriend gets up at some point and see's me there and being a nice guy, decides to put me back in bed. Except as he picks me up, I wake up, realize all I have on is underwear and start screaming to Natalie, my roomate, that her boyfriend is trying to hook up with me. She comes out and Keith is just laughing his ass off at me. I take my covers and storm back to bed.
Next morning--PURE HELL. I stopped throwing up around 4pm. AND we had a crush party that night, that I had to go to, when the last thing I ever wanted to do was see beer again.
It was a great night though, so ENJOY!! You can never have it back!!

Went out with my mom, grandmother and boyfriend to dinner. Then we went to the casino, where I won about $60. Then I went home and studied for a test. :(

But I made a 100 on the test, so I guess it was worth it :)

My family, my roommate, and I all went to see "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" because it premiered in my town on my birthday. :)

I planned a birthday dinner and invited 30 friends, all said they defaintely would come but we all forgot that it was Midterm week, so only 10 showed ;) (and it was on a Monday too, talk about bad timing and planning).
Needless to say I got wasted (11 shots, 2 tall beers and half a long Island...which i hate), fell down the steps of a convient store later that night, and the bar where I worked made sure I was pretty much wasted for that week and the one after.

VEGAS BABY VEGAS.

:)
Much fun. GAwd the next day was one of the most painful of my life though! Seems like the worst hangovers I've ever had have all been in Las Vegas.

MY BIRTH WEEK
 

My sorority sisters and I decied that you get a Birth Month, My birthday is 2 days after new years and I went out like a rockstar!! Thursday I went to Dave and Busters and some local bars, Friday night was another girls 21st as well and we where total rockstars We hit up Hemingways, Peters, Bar 11 ( a bar simalar to Coyete Ugly) Marios, Dees... Needless to say I drank way to much and decided to try and sleep on the street, Saturday I got a VIP party at TW, Parot Bar and Donzi's we where all out like movie stars, it was the best weekend of my life ever, school started that monday and I was out everyday, also I was the only one to not puke all my friends did, I just guess I am a heavy weight. I LOVE BEING 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In BC as in most Canadian provinces, our big day is 1-9 (some lucky people like the Quebekers are legal at 18).

I headed up to whistler with my friends - 3 of us all turned 19 within a week of one another so we headed up there and celebrated. Because we went up on a sunday, only beer and wine stores were open, so we stopped at a B&W in Squamish and none of us were ID'd - which was kind of disappointing, because we were totallly psyched to be ID'd. Because my bday is in the summer I went to night clubs all the time with my sisters and friends.

By the time I turned 21 I was sick of nightclubs and the trip to liquor store was no longer exciting.

I turned 21 on a Tuesday which at my school was senior's night at the campus pub. I was psyched because from what I heard senior's night was fun. I was only a junior so I had a good 15 months of college to enjoy my legality. I woke up on my birthday, felt under the weather, and went to the infirmary. I had bronchitis :rolleyes: and had to take medicine for the next ten days. I spent the rest of the week in bed coughing and sweating and feeling gross. One of my sisters from my pledge class who had graduated decided to come up and celebrate my birthday. I had no choice, but to recover. A bunch of my sisters and friends had turned 21 that month so I went to the Ratt with all of my newly legal friends. :cool: That was great!

My 21st birthday was on Thanksgiving!!! Couldn't go drinking - nothing was open! :mad:

But, on the Saturday after T'giving, my boyfriend (now my husband) took me out to a local bar that has 110 beers on tap and sells beer by the yard. There I had my first (and so far, only) yard - Harpoon IPA :D

For my 21st birthday I went to a youth conference in Maryland with a group from church and a blessed time. We performed there (step team from church) and won first place (even though we weren't in a competitive spirit but to minister). Either way, it was a blessed day and I had a blessed day. Although I returned late that evening my roommate made me some gooooood cheesecake w/ strawberries

My 21st was pretty uneventful...I think I had dinner and drinks in my apt in Toronto with my honey. We were pretty broke then (and saving our money for our Christmas trip home) so we didn't do much. But like Siobhan said, 21 isn't a big deal in Canada....19 is!!! For my 19th I went to the Casino (lost $10 on the slots) then hit the bars in downtown Halifax with some friends. I ended up drinking all night with the Zeta Psi brothers (I had a friend who was a brother) and that night I had so much fun with the guys (and meeting some sorority sisters from school) that I decided that I was going to rush a sorority next semseter...which I did!

My ex took me to New Orleans for the weekend, and we just drank, drank, drank, and ate all the cajun food we could handle. That place rocks. All the bars gave me free shots when we went out. I had a blast!! I'll never foget it.

As it is my 26th birthday today (jan 23) - I reflect on what I did on my 21st birthday in comparison to what I did today.

Today I:
Went to work
Attended a meeting
Read the paper, emails, and returned phone calls
Locked my office door and took a nap.
Watched Montel.
Watched Young & The Restless
Went to lunch with my coworker friends - and continued to celebrate my birthday until Guiding Light came on.
Left work early.
Came home, changed clothes, went to dinner with my parents.
Went home with my parents and had cake, presents, and casual conversation.
Came home, put on jammies...here I am, about to go to bed.

On my *21st* birthday I:
Skipped classes
Slept till 2pm
Went to lunch with my friends, got presents, gossiped.
Went to the mall and bought some stuff.
Came home and put on new stuff.
Met the gang for dinner, more presents, more gossip.
Let the liquor flow freely.
Danced. Drank. Drank. Danced.
Had sex with an ex boyfriend.
Starred in an amateur video.
Danced. Drank. Danced. Drank.
Got a tattoo.
Got my palm read.
Drank. Drank. Slurred. Slept.

So now....5 years after my 21st birthday...I feel somewhat lame lol :D I am officially old :D

I didn't drink at all that day, or that weekend. But I did have a good birthday. My then boyfriend took me to Vegas, the Hoover Dam, and the Grand Canyon. It was a lot to do in four days, but it was so much fun.:)

OH MY GOD, VolGirl--your comparison cracked me up!!! I so felt the same way about my 21st and my 24th. My 21st was CRAZY! My 24th, my brother was in town and I wanted to be able to have fun with him the next day and show him Atlanta, and we all know that is no fun to do when you are hungover. So, I did go out with my friends, but I had 2 beers and went home around one, where as soon as we got to my car(we had cabbed it there)I hopped back into my car and went to Steak and Shake, because all I wanted at that point was onion rings and a hamburger. On my 21st, I couldn't stand--on my 24th, I could have been the DD!!

Let's see. After class (around 10am) we went to our favorite bar, Charlie's and got bloody mary's and omelettes. Then, I came back and went to my next class. After that, we went back to Chuck's and got a burger and some beers. Then, I came back, had a couple more beers, and went to my next class. skipped the following class, came back to the house, had a couple more beers, then around 5, we went to Chuck's again, to start the real party. We had another burger, some beers, a couple shots, and then went to the Terminal. I had a few more shots, a few more beers, and then went to T's. I had several more shots, and maybe another beer or 2, and then i fell and hit my head on the bar. They took me back to the house, and i proceeded to wreak havoc. I got in a punching match with one of my best buds, all in good fun, headbutted a couple people, and then accidently put another friend in the hospital. He was helping me walk, and I fell. I'm about twice as big as him, so he fell too. He hit his head and busted it open, had to get staples, and now has a nice scar to tell the kids about. He wasn't pissed, but I felt terrible for it, still do. I had a lot of fun on my birthday, but I don't think I'm gonna have that much fun of that kind again. When the smoke cleared and the mess was cleaned up, I had, throughout the day, probably 20 shots and half a dozen beers or so...

actually as fun as my 21st was it PALES in comparison to my 30th--I may NEVER live down the events of my 30th.

It's been great reading everyone's posts! Thanks for sharing your stories--even if you wish you could forget some of the stuff! My party was so great, and the party has only just begun.

My 21st was about 2 weeks ago and it was the best weekend ever (even though I was extremely sick with bronchitous) We started it at midnight the night before and that was really long night...lots of shots I have never even heard of lots of drinks. Slept really late the next day (my actual bday) and went out to dinner with a few sisters and my best friend. And then went to a club and when everyone found out it was my 21st I couldn't even count the shots and drinks that were coming my way. You definately need to make it a weekend of your 21st. It's the best way to celebrate.

I have been sitting here trying to remember what the hell I did on my 21st birthday.

I honest to God have no recollection. And it's not because I was wild or partied, I know I didn't, but because it was just that uneventful.

I probably went over to the Sigma Chi house and chilled and had them buy me drinks (sweetheart privilege, lol).

My 21st Birthday was on a Monday too! Not that it stopped any of us from going out :) So at midnight on the 20th of March in 1995, we hit the one bar that was open (b/c it's a Sunday). It's sort of a tradition to do 21 shots, but obviously for girls, especially me, that's not going to happen. I figured I'd get to 10 and be on the floor. So, equipped with list in hand, I began the night. Each time I did a shot, one of the sisters signed my sheet. I remember getting sick once at the bar...and I made it to 17 shots. And MAN, was I sick, but I danced on a bar, nearly had sex with an ex (roommate came in and saved me!), fell down the steps of our old house, and threw up, in that order! The most fun I never want to have again :)

wow...my 21st
 

Okay - not reccomended for anyone but here it goes.

For my birthday, i kinda did things backwards! I threw this "gonna be huge" party, bought WAY too much stuff (15 gallons of jungle juice) and a baby keg. now, my campus does not have houses period. there is one house (a real family-type house) that a bunch of guys pitched in and bought, and stuck their letters on it, but only like 4 guys can live there, and they have a chapter room on campus like the rest of us. anyway back to the story. i talked to a bunch of guys in one fraternity, who happened to own a a hole-in-the-wall building that was becoming a pretty well-known party place, and asked them if i could throw this "bash" there. I had only intended for my sisters to come, but upon speaking with these guys it was clear that i could not party in the brother's building and not invite all the boys. so it becomes a "my girls & your guys" party, but it was never a "social" party comes - random girlfriends (who i still don't know) were there, they were kicked out. a fight breaks out among the guys (there were even alumni at this shin-dig) one guy is lifted off the floor by his neck, and another guy is threatened with a gun :eek: ~~ complete mess. my best friend in my sorority is lead to believe rumors about me, and we've never gotten over that :rolleyes: ~~ i lost a hat that i had to work very hard for :( (sweet hat!) and i got to puke in front of God and everybody. Add to this a random policeman driving by about every 15 minutes and me falling completely on my face on the sidewalk and you have my 21st - it took like 3 weeks to figure out everything that happened during that night - and most of it i have a feeling would have never happened if the guest list wasn't so limited. It was a good night (i suppose) but NEVER EVER will i do anything like that ever again.


like i said - this is not recommended~

Explination before you realize the math dont add up. I was 20 when I graduated from HS. Now dont go thinking im to dense to get out of highschool. When we moved to Fayette county from Mercer, Fayette county public schools felt that my Mercer county elementary education was one grade less than theirs. So I went into 2nd grade instead of 3rd grade when we moved. Then, when I got to 3rd grade the STATE OF KY decided that my rinky dink ELEMENTARY SCHOOL IN FAYETTE COUNTY didnt have the proper reading ciriculum, and decided that my ENTIRE 3rd grade class must be held back. My elementary school life was utter hell yall, im telling ya.

I dont really remember much about my 21st. They said I had a really good time though. I was living in the dorms and pledging at the time. Our county quits selling beer at 12, but 1 county away they sell till one. Well, at 12, I hopped in my truck, went up one county, bought my 30 pack of High Life, and back to the dorms I go. Drank about 13 or so of the cube, went down to my RA's room, told him to kiss my ass, proceeded to the bathroom to pillage and plunder for a bit, then passed out. Got up the next morning, personally canceled all my classes, got a quick bite to eat and started drinking again. The last thing I remember was putting on cologne to go downtown later that night and the elevator ride to the lobby and im drawing a blank from there. I made it home safe and sound though so thats a plus. Nights like that I usually just try to find a grassy spot to lay down.

Oh My!
 

Sarah!!! :eek:

DAMN YOU ALL!
I haven't hit my 21st yet, and I still have a few months to go. blah

Don't worry dude,
I still have two months to go...it's going to be a massacre

Collin

haha, well, I guess I don't feel too bad now.

Re: Oh My!
 

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My 21st bday was a week long event!! Two other sisters turned 21 within days of me- so it was one continuous party! On the eve of my 21st (Thurs), we went to this club called the Roxy (my big bought me my first shot at the stroke of midnight), Friday, we headed downtown Orlando, and then Saturday we went to CityWalk. It was definetly the best birthday ever. And two weeks later we were at Spring Break in Key West. Oh, those were the days.....

Mine was a letdown. Took a test, was at class and work all day. Went out to a bar and had all of two beers.

My 22nd is next week; hopefully it'll be better.

Went to dinner with my parents, brother and my aunt who was staying with us at the time since her husband was out of town and she was pregnant. Then we went to the movies and watched Pearl Harbor.

Yeah i know, i didnt go out to the bars and get drunk, but it meant more to me and was very special!

My 21st bday was on January 4, 1994. My parents took me out to a French restaurant where I had my official glass of champagne. When we ordered our desserts, my mom was counting on me to order a slice of cake. On the day that I was supposed to do it, I ordered a flan or creme caramel instead. The waiter came with two slices of cheesecake for my parents and a flan with a candle on top. We then went to see Tommy on Broadway and we got the best seats in the house (close to the stage). It was 1,000 times better than the movie.
I had a wonderful time!

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one of my best guy friends took me out to jillians. it was on a monday night so most people were like 'we'll celebrate it this weekend.' i was cool with it but he was die hard on me doing it the 'right way'. so, it was me and guys. we played pool and i kept telling them i could outdrink them and i said 'let's quit being sissies and let's do 151 shots!!!' every time the waitress came by, i would take a shot and the guys would be like 'you didn't take the shot'. the dreadful next day, i realized that they were doing it to coax me into a drunken stupor. then, my best guy friend ended up making me crash at his place because he was worried because i started flirted with all of the guys in the bar. this was only after being there for 2 hours. i went into a hallucinating oblivion. later, that morning, around 5 AM i woke him up and got on top of him. the next day, he made me swear i wouldn't say anything(he is a 'nice' guy and i caught him on his 'rebound' month) because he didn't want anyone to know that we were THAT close. after that, we NEVER slept together again. and he's been my best friend ever since.

Didn't do anything except went to a bar and celebrate by myself