
Book 1 in Chaos Walking series
Author: Patrick Ness
Genre: Young Adult, Dystopian
Characters: Todd, Viola, Manchee, Aaron, The Mayor
Date Started: September 22nd, 2025
Date Finished: Hard DNF
Rating: 1/10
I am just 2 kewl
Tag: writing
I am no longer in my early 20s.
Not that I feel like I’m super old or anything, in fact I feel the youngest I’ve ever been. I’m in my prime or entering my prime era. 23 made me feel so young but aged me emotionally. I don’t feel the need to harp on about the woes of my year, that is what my year in review is for. I just feel really good. I feel really good about my life, about the people in my life, the things that I’m doing, my goals, my health, my family, everything. My hardwork is paying off. I’m seeing the fruits of my labor.





This birthday wasn’t just any birthday, it was my golden birthday. I had been looking forward to this birthday for 10 years honestly. I always wondered what type of person I would be when this birthday rolled around. Would I be happy? Would I be in a relationship? Would I have a nice job? I can say I’m happier than I thought I was going to be at this age. I thought I would be miserable. I was right about being in crippling debt, but I didn’t think about the woman I would become. I never thought I would be a strong, mildly assertive, mindful, compassionate, and capable young woman. I no longer view myself as just a girl. I am a woman.
A woman who had a big birthday to plan.
I spent my last birthday bar hopping with my boyfriend. I had a great time with that but at the time I was struggling to connect with people. I had friends but our relationships were in the budding stages so we weren’t quite at that point yet.
I am at much different place in my life now than I was last year for my birthday. This year I wanted to do a big bash. I wanted to go to the Dells and I wanted to go to a casino to try my luck. Currently, I have a decent sized friend group so that was my biggest issue. I originally wanted to invite at least 20 people max but I narrowed it down to 16 since the place I chose was a 21 and up resort. I figured it was easier this way since you needed to be 21 gamble at the casinos.
To invite that many people over was ballsy. It could either be really good or really bad. My grandma questioned if I knew that many people, which kinda sucked because I don’t see why I wouldn’t be able to make friends or have that many friends. I am thankful that mostly everyone that I invited could show up. It meant a lot to me that people wanted to celebrate me with me. It feels amazing to be celebrated. It feels amazing to know that people see me and want to be with me and hang out with me. To have the community and family that I do is more than I could ever ask for.
Figuring out where to house all the people who were coming was the most stressful part. You would think paying for it would be hard but I was planning ahead early so I had time to save and work overtime if needed.
Our first option was a cabin that housed 14 people. It was super nice and had a lofted sleeping area as well as 2 bedrooms and pullout couches and a private deck. The downsides were that it was right by the rental office, no wifi, there was only one bathroom, and I was 2 people over the limit.
I found out I was over the limit the day that we were supposed to check in. Shout out to Angela at the resort, she really came in clutch. We upgraded to their house instead. That fit 16 people comfortably, 3 bathrooms, 2 living rooms, wifi, a private deck, 5 bedrooms, and a jacuzzi tub in the master suite. It was perfect. I don’t know why I didn’t go with the house in the first place.
I had so much booze, so much food, and so much fun. We had a potluck which worked out incredible. We were set for food for the entire weekend. The drinks were flowing too. I had my cherry flavored Dr Mcgillicuddy, I had tequila, I had my favorite moscato wine with me, and I had my friends. It was more than I could ask for. Since the internet sucked, we were kinda forced to talk to each other. It was nice though. I connected on a deeper level with more of my friends. We got to talk about things that gave more insight to who they are and what they have going on. It was nice to disconnect with them like that. It felt like a vacation. That is exactly what I want 24 to feel like, a fucking vacation, especially after the last year that I had.
The casino was cool too. It was a very sad place though. The excitement that my friends and I had versus the sad and lifeless energy the other patrons had was a little staggering. It felt like they almost hated that we were excited. They probably hated that we were a diverse group of people too. Some old coot pushed my friend to get to her husband who wasn’t winning shit and didn’t really even say sorry. I came into the casino with almost $200. I only took out $60 and won absolutely nothing. I thought the birthday luck would carry me but it clearly doesn’t work that way. One of my boyfriend and I’s mutual friend was luckier than I was. They won close to $150 or more I think. I wish I had their luck.
All in all, it was good to celebrated. Everyone should feel that way on their birthday. They should feel special, they should be surrounded by people who want to be in their orbit.
I am thankful, more thankful than I could ever say. I love all of my friends and most importantly, I love the girl that they’re celebrating. She’s so cool and smart. She knows her shit. She strong willed and has goals She loves having fun and connecting with people. She hates being told what to do and is fiercely independent. She likes miniature earrings and warm sweaters. She likes taking herself on dates. She’s kind of spacey sometimes. Her feet are always planted firmly on the ground but her head is in the clouds. She has a boyfriend who loves her and a family that supports most of the things she does. And she’s really good looking and her ass getting fat too.
I love me. Happy birthday Shanice, you are amazing. It is your year, it’s your time. Go and be great!!