Happy New year!! How rude of me not to say happy New year, I hope that you either had a fun filled evening out dancing the night away, or like me you were slumped infront of the tv, drowning in pink gin!
The new year is always a bit weird for me, and I’m sure anyone born between mid December and mid January. You seem to have everything in the space of 2 weeks and it’s just a bit chaotic.
I was meant to be born on Christmas day, however I was slightly late (I was setting myself up for my traits later in life) and was born on the 5th Jan. The number 1 of the type was Kylie Minogue and Jason Donovan with the classic “especially for you” – go on have a sing song. With this in mind, being 1989 the year I turned the beautiful age of 30.
A lot of my friends are already 30 and they do say it’s the best years of your life coming up, so I’m trying to see the positive side of it, instead of the impending doom of “you have literally not got your shit together”.
So the day arrives and I’m getting quite a few amazing messages from my friends and family. It’s so lovely to hear what people actually think of you, and they have taken the time to write out a message for you. Which is worth a lot in my eyes. The day itself, I wasn’t expecting much as my family we either do birthdays big or just small family affairs.