Sunday, 19 August 2012

Birthday blues...

Normally, in the weeks leading up to my birthday, I'm all excited about becoming a year older. 

When you're younger, you look forward to all the presents, silly party games, and all the other stuff children do at parties. 

But as I get older, with the exception of my 18th birthday, I haven't really felt the buzz I used to get. 

I guess it's just because I don't like the idea of getting older. It scares me. I'm going to have to live in the real world and get a job and stuff... It doesn't sound all that fun to me. 

Despite this, I'm turning 19 in under a week and I'm determined to say goodbye to my year as an 18-year-old in style, as I haven't really had chance before. My 18th was fun, but this year will be better! 

I'm doing what the Queen does. TWO BIRTHDAY CELEBRATIONS. Because I'm greedy. 

Yes, not one birthday celebration but two. I say "Celebration" because they're not really parties. They're more 'getting together and going out'-type celebrations. One on my actual birthday and one when I get back to Uni, considering not many people could actually make it to my birthday. 

I used to want my birthday to be like the spoiled brat birthday parties you see on MTV, where they all get a snazzy new car and a pretty dress. They all seem to have hundreds of friends, even though very few of them actually get invited. 

Then I realised that I don't have a rich daddy. So I usually just settled for whatever I could manage. 

I guess there isn't really a tale to take away from this blog post other than enjoy your youthful birthday parties, because they only happen once a year. Unless you're the Queen. 

Carpe Diem. 

We Are Young - FUN

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