Well I can certainly say as far as turning 18 goes, it was pretty brilliant. Even though during the day my mood further and further dropped due to tiredness and boredom, as soon as I hit the dance floor with my best friend, I suddenly glowed. The night started with me in a fit of laughter as The bouncers of the first bar we chose to go in , let me straight through, however they decided to shut the doors on my friend and ask her for ID. She in fact is three months older than me and the look on her face was priceless. Though when we both headed to the bar, a group of men decided to greet us by saying "Hello ladies" to which I ignored and make clear how I felt by cringing. Sorry you bald middle aged men but I was not in the mood to mingle with you. The night continued with fits of giggles with friends and very questionable dancing. I was shocked to notice that I didn't even crave alcohol as I only spend £5 the hole night. So after much dancing and lots of turning down drink offers from drunken old geezers, the night was definitely a good taste of the adult night life and I can safely say that I liked it.
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