It was a night out of a movie...

Cameron's 21st Birthday.

Definitely in the Top 5 Nights of My Life.

Eight of us caravan to LA to the house of a friend of Cameron's. Kid lives on the same street as Miley Cyrus and Steve Carell. There were paparazzi waiting outside Miley's and for a minute they thought we were someone. And we were.

We got into a limo outside Jordan's house. Booze was flowing. A bottle of Champagne and a bottle of Vodka later, we are all good and drunk.

We danced all over that limo.

Limo pulls up to the club and in hops Jessie. Jessie was the VIP coordinator of the club we were at. He was waiting for VIP guests in a black limo, and what a coincidence we were in a black limo.

Back in the limo, we take another lap around the block... with Jessie. We drink with him he texts the host at the club. He likes us, and wants to ring in Cameron's birthday right. So he scores us a VIP section. All 'cause he thought we were someone else. That's Hollywood luck if I've ever seen it.

So now 8 very drunk 21+ year olds enter the VIP section of this club.

8 Martinis.

8 Shots (Raspberry Lemon Drops... the shot was literally 3/4 of a scotch glass. More like 3 shots...)

8 more shots (Buttery Nipples...)

More Martinis...

We were a MESS. Dancing all over the place. Had so much fun.

Went to the bathroom, and Jessie rushed up to us.

"No, no, no you guys don't use that bathroom. You use the VIP bathroom. The password is Elizabeth"

Are you kidding me?! A VIP bathroom?

-Other highlights include: The napkins, which read "Do you like me? Check Yes__, No___, Maybe___. My Phone Number is ___________."

-Taking shots with Jessie and our waiter.

-Cameron's tour de puke outside the club.

-Playing on the jungle gym

-Bo, our limo driver (Props to Bo, he took good care of us)

-Inn n Out. So many fries.

The night ended good and proper, with Kristen vomiting on the side of my car. What a night.