My fab Bday

Ok, guys, if this is it. If this is Buenos Aires, I am definitely buying it!
So, I met this Swedish girl, Asa (spoken Osa), who didn’t fell down the stairs and broke her arm. No, she did better than me. While horse back riding drunk, during the middle of the night, being pursued by a lesbian, she broke her collar bone. (veeeery interesting!!!) Well, we met on my first day at class,…which means 4 days ago. She is staying till May like me, exactly the same age as me, and alone on Christmas just as me. Both blond, both crazy, we decided from the first moment on, that we were made for each other…and that we absolutely had to celebrate my birthday with diner and drinks and all and all.
So, we found a restaurant called Milion…with a black cat as logo.
As soon as I walked in there was a real life black cat walking past me, and I got it: the cat was not the logo, but the cat was called Milion…and the restaurant was called after the cat…which makes the cat…the hero of the restaurant
It was quite an upscale restaurant and we paid the fabulous amount of 12 € each, and mmmmmhhhhhhh delicious the “suprema the pollo”.
After killing 1 bottle of whine (white this time, not red) we ended up on a terrace, overlooking a cute little garden. As I was about to say “ hey, this place is just perfect to celebrate a birthday in summer, in BA”, I heard all of a sudden someone saying :” A-A…is it A-ri-ane?”
Who the hell did know me in Buenos Aires????
Well, half of my class did! And that was my birthday!!!! Getting tipsy on whine, caipirinha and beer, taking stupid photos and being stupid in general. I got home with a taxi, still able to formulate my address. Yeahhheeeyyy.
So, I guess that by the time I got home, the others were still desperately expecting us in a Drum & Bass night club “around the corner”, but I was too tired. I saw them the next day in a very critical state at school. I am so happy that I am a cheap date and went home early that day.

Good night & big kisses from a happy bday girl.

A.