So tomorrow I am 27, that’s just scary. I remember when I was little, I honestly thought at 27 years old I would have found the man of my dreams, have a great wedding, moved in with them and possibly thinking of starting a family. My job would be brilliant and life would just be really really great, oh and I would also be a size 10/12.
Out of all of them, I would say that the only thing is true is that my life is great.
26 has taught me more than anything that to love those who love you and to want to be in your life. To be patient. To listen more. To learn to be kind, gentle and considerate but to stand up for yourself.
You are 26 going on 27, you know your own mind. It may not be everyone’s mind and/or opinions but that’s why we live in the world that we live in.
At the end of the day, in the nicest possible way haha everyone does the following:
- breathe
- cry
- love
- hate
- shit
- blink
But it’s what you make of the day and it’s what you do in the day. That’s what makes you you.
I have 10 minutes left till im 27, and I just find that weird. I do hope that the above points come true soon…. fingers crossed.
Anyway, Happy Birthday to me.
