25

Last night Keith threw me an early surprise birthday party on his friend's roof. I turn 25 on thanksgiving this year. I'm a little sad to be turning 25, especially since I have peter pan syndrome and knowing that I'll be 30 in just five years is scary! But anyway last night was so much fun. I got a little too drunk and woke up this morning with a sprained ankle. Lol, not sure how but hopefully it's better tomorrow and I don't have to call out of work. 

Puerto Rico

What a lovely trip, except I got eaten alive by mosquitos. My legs look like chicken pox. We went kayaking at night to see the water turn blue or something like that. Keith's friend got married in Arecibo. I had bad mexican food in Old San Juan, and we roamed around what looked like a ghetto but beautiful castle. Last but not least, The Dream Catcher was the most beautiful airbnb I had the pleasure of staying at.