‘You’re Not 19 Forever’, Dad’s been reminding me for 12 months, the same Courteeners’ lyric sang over again, followed by ‘pull yourself together.’
I didn’t think I would be this bothered about leaving my teenage years behind and entering my twenties, but actually… shit. I don’t want to.
I feel like Peter Pan… I want to stay 19 forever… but… I’m 20.
Someone take me to bloody Neverland!
Happy Birthday to me ay? Does it all go downhill from here? When do I start telling people I’m younger than I am? Are they going to stop ID’ing me in Sainsburys? Have I got a fucking grey hair???
I’ve been so grateful for this year, though. I mean it’s had it’s ups, which have been amazing, but when it’s rained it’s bloody poured. I’ve definitely learned a lot this year.
This year, I gained three guardian angels, my grandad, my great nan, and my little fur baby, Lyla. It’s been such a tough year to deal with the losses, alongside my cousin having Chemo, but there are an extra three stars in the sky to look after us. Losing Lyla also meant that we were able to give Phoebe a home… silver linings and all that (just not in my hair please???)
I completed my first year at uni, and I’ve started my second. I couldn’t be more proud of myself and it’s mad to think that in just 18 months I’ll be graduating.
This year, I put myself and my happiness before anything else. I stood up for myself and I left a toxic situation with class and grace. When something you loved starts to make you depressed an withdrawn, get out. I will never let myself be in that position again.
I have had some amazing opportunities this year. I interviewed Baz from The Stranglers, The Pigeon Detectives, photographed Maximo Park, went to Y Not festival. I am living my dream of a music journalist and it makes me so excited about future opportunities.
My blog is also climbing higher and higher, as I am currently working with a few brands behind the scenes which I am super excited about.
I want to just take this second to say a massive thank you to my family, Jake and my girls for always sticking by me, supporting me, guiding me and being absolutely bad ass. You’re stars and I don’t tell you often enough and I can’t wait to get messy at The Sugarmill with you all later.
Speaking of, turning 20 by no means means that I’m growing up any time soon.
I’ll be writing a post tomorrow on a few things I got for my birthday and what we did to celebrate be getting old… Jake took me somewhere beautiful on Wednesday evening to kick off the celebrations.
Hope you all have a wonderful day!