It’s my birthday! I know everyone says this but *awaits eye
rolls*… this year has flown by. No really it has. Its sped by quicker than any
other year have ever and I’m inclined to blame work, being this was my first
full year out of a sea of education and into the career frying pan.
Somehow, I managed to convince my parents to throw me a
party for my ultra significant 23rd
birthday and it was so awesome. This was mainly for the fact that I got to live
my childhood dream of being Dionne from Clueless at a throwback tacky chic
house party (altogether now ‘rollin’ with the homiessss’).
I love the fact that my birthday falls a few days before the
New Year, I think that it’s one of the few plus points of having a December
birthday, reason being, it’s easy to sit back and take stock of your year as a
whole and you start your personal new year with the calendar. Resolutions
aren’t my thing; they make me feel icky. I think it’s how limiting people make
them and often, how unfeasible. Like guys, if you haven’t exercised more than
twice in the past year, telling yourself you’ll go to the gym four times a week
from the get go, is ridiculous. And if you enjoy the odd bit of chocolate why
cut it out completely in the grimmest month of the year? Baffling. I am,
however, all for self-improvement so I create a list of things I want to do
over the coming year/ before my next birthday.
Last year’s one went pretty well, I mean, I didn’t save as
much money as I had hoped but you can’t win ‘em all (clothes and food are just
way too appealing), but altogether I stuck to that list pretty rigidly. The
biggest thing that I wanted to tick off by the end of the year was to be open
to new adventures. I worry about everything, literally, and I’d always say ‘no’
before saying ‘yes’. Whenever someone would suggest something, my mind would
always immediately process everything that could go wrong. But after
experiencing a period of change at the end of last year; finishing education,
starting my career and becoming single for the first time since I was
15, I was determined to try living a little bit more adventurously. And I have
– I went on holiday to two places I’ve never been, I made new friends, went out
on a whim and just generally tried to stop fretting about stupid non-issues
that were stopping me living.
So all in all, 22 was a fab year (I got to rinse Taylor
Swift’s song to no end), of course I had low moments but the good far
out-weighed the bad and I’m really excited to see what the New Year brings, now lets start that list...
Love Keeks xo
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