Today was me and Rachel's friend Savannah's 14th birthday party.  There were lots of girls there, most of whom were in eighth grade but I still knew them anyway because of Rachel.  Anyway, we ate waffles and played Bunco for a while, then screwed around on the Michael Jackson version of JustDance and played the "Haha" game and Sardines.
  Am I a party girl?  Heck yeah!
  But when I got home, I found out that Whitney Houston died.  She was a big 80's and 90's singer, so the only reason I even know who she was was because of just one song I've heard her sing.  But that song happens to be When You Believe from The Prince of Egypt, with Mariah Carey, and it is one of my all-time favorites.
  Was she a party girl? Heck yeah.
   And it killed her.  Whitney Houston died from drug overdose, just like countless others, including Michael Jackson, Marilyn Monroe, Elvis Presley, Amy Winehouse, and Judy Garland.  How sad that so many people who had so much managed go fall prey to something like that.
  So while I will still have fun and enjoy life, I will always set a limit to my party.