Well, readers, I now know what Taylor Swift meant when she said that she was happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time because I am now 22!
On Tuesday, I celebrated the anniversary of my 21st birthday, or as some would call it, my 22nd birthday.
I started the celebration on Monday, traveling into my favorite place, New York City, with some of my closest friends. There, we wandered around, took in the sights, went to a Hookah lounge, and ate at The Sugar Factory.
The Sugar Factory, known for their 60 oz. candy-themed drinks, gourmet ice cream sandwiches, and sugary sweetness, has been on my bucket list since turning 21. I decided that making it the venue for my 22nd birthday dinner would be the perfect time to cross it off the bucket list!
The following day, on my actual birthday, I popped champagne, went out to breakfast for the infamous Jersey favorite, Taylor Ham, with some friends from both home and school, spent the day with my best friend from school, and then went out to dinner with him and my mom. The celebrations didn’t end cause the evening was filled with my favorite cupcakes and favorite wine.
And how did I spend my first official day as a 22 year old? In bed, hungover, napping, and watching Gossip Girl. Maybe 22 really is turning me into a grandma already…