What's a party, without cake (and dancing) ?

I woke up,  feeling soar. The first thought that popped into my head was: Why is it so light outside? Is the sun still up? It must be around 9:30 p.m. or something.
I took a peek at my telephone, blinked and looked again. It was 9:30 a.m. I had slept for 13 hours straight. I went to bed at 7:30. 
I must have slept pretty deep, cause I have been told that my housemates almost broke down my door, trying to wake me up. That's nothing like me.  I must be catching a cold, I thought. My nose acted funny. 

Why did no one wake me up?!
I decided not to waste more time and jumped out of my bed. The moment I landed on my feet, I sat down again. I never thought turning 20 would hurt so much. My arms hung heavily next to my body . I shivered. Damn I felt cold.

I walked around a little bit in my room, untill I forced myself to take a shower. I let the water run down my body. It didn't take away the pain. 
But it's the good kind of pain. I smiled and after my pretty long shower, I walked to the kitchen where there was no trace to be found of the party that had taken place from Friday till Saturday.
 But I bet I can tell from my bank account. Let's postpone that moment a little longer. 


Prepare, to succeed
Preparing a party turned out to be quite a job. But more hands, make light work.
I'm thankful for all the help I got. I started preparing early, I could hardly wait. School could wait, everything else could wait. 

My best friend and I bought all the groceries together. We started early, because I insisted, but the last day was still a stressfull one. We roamed Utrecht, my best friends and I, the 3 of us, looking for icecubes. It seemed like mission impossible looking for icecubes in Holland, but we didn't give up. 
We walked from one supermarket to the other, tried KFC and Mac Donalds, but they couldn't help us. Both the Albert Heijn supermarkets didn't have ice. We almost decided to go to Nieuwegein, as desperate as we felt we were, in need of icecubes. The last thing we did, and had to do, was trying if PLUS had icecubes (want PLUS heeft meer). We got lucky and bought their last 12 packs of icecubes and carried them to the bus.  We sure had fun.

Thankful
A friend of mine offered to be my dj.I've been through a lot with him. We always end up fighting, but we've been through some good times. He wanted to help me eventough it wasn't his style of music. Eventough he knew he would be insecure standing there in front of so many people, who he knew would mock him. He did it eventough he had to go to work the next day. Just to make me happy, so I'm really thankful.
A friend of mine helped me to pick his speakers up in the Hague. And he and another friend lifted the speakers up their shoulders and carried them up the stairs. 

That night we also went out. I began my birthday dancing and ended it dancing.


I'm blessed with a big brother who always has my back, who I can share my thoughts with, who stood by my side through the whole thing, helped me when I needed it. He looked out for me and made me feel as if I could handle it.
He and my best (girl)friend helped me blow up the balloons. I could notice blowing balloons up wasn't their thing but they helped anyway.


Two big ghetto-fabulous guys helped me bring the speakers back the next day, to the Hague. They brought them to the bus, carried them through the trainstation and through the train. People kept staring at us. 
Two of my girlfriends joined us, but then our roads parted. One of the tall guys, the white, cute one, helped me carry the speakers all the way to the dj's house. We had fun carrying those things, pausing every minute.

4 of my friends and I baked the pastries, the cheeseballs and the cakes together, from 9.30 p.m. till 5 a.m. It was quite the experiment. We nearly died at a certain point when the kitchen was suddenly filled with smoke, that came from the oven. But what happened in the kitchen stays in the kitchen. I will never tell that I accidentally put a big chunk of raw meat in my mouth, thinking it was cake.

Life is like a cake, I guess. Some ingredients are easier to find then others and you find some of them earlier. You won't find all the ingredients at the same place. When you find the ingredients you have to start baking. I value all my ingredients cause they add just that little extra that makes life so special. 

My friends
The most difficult part was deciding who to invite. At first I wanted to keep it small and simple, only the most important people would be there. But it turned out to be pretty difficult to decide who was most important to have at my party. I mean, they all mattered to me. 
With some of them I've been through a hell of a lot. If I was lost they'd help me find my way, and in turns I'd also have their back. My best friends know everything about me, but they still love me and accept me the way I am. Sometimes I lose them out of sight, but out of sight doesn't mean out of heart. 
Others always brightened my day whenever I saw them, at a party, in the bus, around my appartment complex in Zeist , my wonderful housemates , at salsa, at school. 
We shared some good times and some trouble. A joy shared is a joy doubled. Sorrow shared, is a sorrow halved. 
Some of them I met a long time ago, others only recently.  But it isn't about the amount of time spent, but about the good moments shared (might sound illogical but it is true). 
With some of you I started off at the wrong foot, with others things didn't exactly worked out as I planned, but thank God for second chances. 

With others I started of just right, dancing the perfect dance. And I'll never stop dancing.
It's so much fun to dance, the way we do, and the guys dance too, atleast that's what my Dutch housemates said. They looked so happy. They had so much fun. Another (Dutch) friend of mine learned how to dance and another one said:'Invite me the next time you go out with them. I'll try to remember that. 

My birthday wouldn't have been so special without all my friends.

 At a certain moment I was making pastries and cheese balls and my friends jumped in and offered to help 'Go and enjoy your party. We'll take it from here', they said. I smiled.
I love my friends.

I really enjoyed my party.

Thanks for making my party, my cake, my life so perfect .

You make my life...a great succes! <3