It's official, i'm no longer a teen. Welcome to my life in my twenties... scary! Goodbye immaturity, hello 'the best years of my life' (or so they say).
Yesterday was an interesting day. Let me preface the recount by saying that last year i had the worst birthday i've ever had and spent the entire day miserable thanks to the somewhat selfish actions of others. A year later, i was ready for a cheer-tastic birthday. With that in mind, i have two versions of yesterday to tell you.
Version 1... all started well with the family dinner on tuesday night. I share a birthday with my dad, but he was off to sydney early on wednesday morning, so the celebration was a night early. The fam turned up, we had a lovely roast and mum made chocolate cheesecake for dessert (wow, was it rich and delicious). I spent the night afterwards studying and talking to a friend whom i love very much. All in all an excellent birthday eve. I woke up the next morning, opened some more pressies - and opened the front door to see Mr.Music standing there with pink cupcakes made specially for me!! Sweetest thing ever. Then i headed off to spend a lovely morning with a friend, just hanging out. It was pretty much the best feeling, and i was really happy. I headed up to uni at lunchtime - not to go to class, but to have lunch with Loz, Mr.Music and the SouthAfrican. The SouthAfrican made me close my eyes and he put 20 candles on a muffin in the middle of the uni restaurant. So adorable! I made more birthday wishes (no, of course i can't tell you what they are, then they won't come true!) and we whipped our hands around trying to disperse the smoke and avoid the smoke alarms going off. SA and i had chinese for lunch and made a customary trip to the health food store, this time for dried fruits. Yummm, forbidden mango. That night, mum brought me a cupcake with a candle on it, because a birthday can't go by without making wishes. So i wished my birthday wish again. Do you think that'll make it come true?
I got some lovely cards, a new wallet, some earrings, a gigantuan coldplay mug, dvds, some money... plus 19 birthday messages, 41 facebook posts, and one person wish to bring me smiles. When you look at it that way, my birthday was awesome. I have some awesome friends, who care a lot about me.
I try not to think too much about birthday version two. The one where my computer external harddrive was hit by a power surge and i lost everything on it. Or the one where a friend of mine who i care about SO much really, really hurt me. I did spend a good few hours of the day in floods of tears - the unattractive kind, where my face is swollen and my jeans are wet from tears. Being hurt by people makes me miserable at the best of times. Being like this with someone i love this much near kills me. I'm praying that it's going to get better, which is the only reason that i'm not an dysfunctional mess right now, thank goodness, as i have a huge assignment to get done. In that respect, my birthday wasn't so great... but i still cried less than i did last year, which is a massive improvement. So it wasn't a totally sucky birthday.
Well, now that i'm officially old, i'd better start being responsible. I'm going to start by beginning my 3000word essay that's due in less than a week. And following that up by going out friday and saturday nights and partying... woot. 365 days until i turn 21! I like birthdays.
Yesterday was an interesting day. Let me preface the recount by saying that last year i had the worst birthday i've ever had and spent the entire day miserable thanks to the somewhat selfish actions of others. A year later, i was ready for a cheer-tastic birthday. With that in mind, i have two versions of yesterday to tell you.
Version 1... all started well with the family dinner on tuesday night. I share a birthday with my dad, but he was off to sydney early on wednesday morning, so the celebration was a night early. The fam turned up, we had a lovely roast and mum made chocolate cheesecake for dessert (wow, was it rich and delicious). I spent the night afterwards studying and talking to a friend whom i love very much. All in all an excellent birthday eve. I woke up the next morning, opened some more pressies - and opened the front door to see Mr.Music standing there with pink cupcakes made specially for me!! Sweetest thing ever. Then i headed off to spend a lovely morning with a friend, just hanging out. It was pretty much the best feeling, and i was really happy. I headed up to uni at lunchtime - not to go to class, but to have lunch with Loz, Mr.Music and the SouthAfrican. The SouthAfrican made me close my eyes and he put 20 candles on a muffin in the middle of the uni restaurant. So adorable! I made more birthday wishes (no, of course i can't tell you what they are, then they won't come true!) and we whipped our hands around trying to disperse the smoke and avoid the smoke alarms going off. SA and i had chinese for lunch and made a customary trip to the health food store, this time for dried fruits. Yummm, forbidden mango. That night, mum brought me a cupcake with a candle on it, because a birthday can't go by without making wishes. So i wished my birthday wish again. Do you think that'll make it come true?
I got some lovely cards, a new wallet, some earrings, a gigantuan coldplay mug, dvds, some money... plus 19 birthday messages, 41 facebook posts, and one person wish to bring me smiles. When you look at it that way, my birthday was awesome. I have some awesome friends, who care a lot about me.
I try not to think too much about birthday version two. The one where my computer external harddrive was hit by a power surge and i lost everything on it. Or the one where a friend of mine who i care about SO much really, really hurt me. I did spend a good few hours of the day in floods of tears - the unattractive kind, where my face is swollen and my jeans are wet from tears. Being hurt by people makes me miserable at the best of times. Being like this with someone i love this much near kills me. I'm praying that it's going to get better, which is the only reason that i'm not an dysfunctional mess right now, thank goodness, as i have a huge assignment to get done. In that respect, my birthday wasn't so great... but i still cried less than i did last year, which is a massive improvement. So it wasn't a totally sucky birthday.
Well, now that i'm officially old, i'd better start being responsible. I'm going to start by beginning my 3000word essay that's due in less than a week. And following that up by going out friday and saturday nights and partying... woot. 365 days until i turn 21! I like birthdays.
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