It was a wonderful day. Everything went well and I thought for once I could hold off not crying until this evening, something happened, well, I just missed my friends, the friend network I used to have in Nigeria and how we all used to gather round at my birthday and jump up and down and make it fun, but here, not even my neighbor noticed it was my birthday even though I hung my birthday balloons at the door. But it's fine, it will get better. What a harsh community I live in right, good thing I am moving out, right?
Well, I went to Chateau Elan yesterday for the night. It was supposed to be a day over there, breakfast and then the day at home with my family, and that's it. The Chateau was wonderful, Saturday was so much fun I wished it was the d-day of my birthday. We went to the wine tasting, mingled with the rich; people who would think that you couldn't afford a place like that were floored when they say me there, by myself, well with my mum that they spoke to me like an adult, stopping by to have small talk with me.
Everything was fine, as soon as we checked in the first sight we saw was a wedding train, the bride and groom were just leaving, the bride her smile the brightest in the room. I thought, "Is this a sign, I turn 30 and there's weddings all around me."
I got into the charming room and started to jump up and down jubilantly. The Chateau knew it was my birthday so they gave me a card and a personal labeled bottle of wine (which I am yet to open) and then, our room was overlooking the golf course which was so serene, and we sipped wine and did nothing for a few late in the evening. Everything was nice and normal, I soaked in a bath, watched some movies and then, at 2 am, the fire alarm went off and we all had to vacate, This was hard for me because I was like 2 bottles of alcohol in so I really couldn't coordinate what was up. I almost ran out of there without my bra on until I stopped long enough to grab my purse and shoes. The entire hotel guests were outside looking morose and disheveled. Nothing like rich people in a panic to make you smirk. We spent about 20 minutes out there in the cold until they told us some of us were good to go, which included me. Getting to the room of course, you know we couldn't get back to sleep just as quickly. My mum prayed and sang birthday songs for me and we wound down to Showtime at the Apollo.
We left this morning after breakfast at the Versailles Room, went to church and had a little shindig at my sisters. I went home at 8 pm and its been a bit tepid, but its okay. It's not bad being older, its scary but it's not bad. I want more but I'll take this for now.
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