wishing and hoping.
The big two-one is slowly creeping up on me but I'm no where near as hyped as I thought I would be. I missed out on having a huge 18th birthday bash and I anticipated saving a celebration for my 21st but after months of sifting through venues, enquiring about minimum spends and contemplating guest lists I ended up opting for the low key dinner with some of my closest work mates. Not exactly what I would have envisaged but hey, let's just save the big one for the wedding*. I'm more excited about having a weekend. Jack booked us a stay at the Shangri-la which means a whole two days of rest and relaxation.
Here's my obligatory birthday wish list in collage form. I was spoilt rotten by the boy who bought me a MacBook Air (cross that one off the list) and gave it to me a week early (blogging as we speak on my new baby), I've secured a Jordan Askill ring as my 'self' birthday present and I've chosen to spend my parents' birthday money on a PS1 wallet. I can't even comprehend becoming 21 - I still think I'm a teenager. Already fear I'm getting older and still haven't achieved anything significant in life.
*Not happening anytime soon obviously.