On Turning Twenty...

I think having just written that title...it did just hit me for a moment... 20. I can glance up at myself in the miror opposite my bed and it's like...nooo I'm still only about 14 aren't I?

Nope!

I turned 20 on Sunday.. and people keep saying wow does it feel different? And I want to say nooooo of course not. Feels exactly the same as yesterday. But weirdly... I do feel a bit different this time. It's almost like... hmm I actually need to grow up now.

And I've just had a nice lengthy chat with my Dad after getting in this evening, about various things... my life plans being one of them. It kind of hit me that in two years, I won't be a student anymore, I won't be any kind of child/teenager/dosser type person...I will actually ahve to go and find a job, and be an adult, and live in the real world.

Scary, scary times.

I'd leave it there except to say I did have a very nice time celebrating my birthday with some school friends tonight... I thought it was just gonna be me and merge but then two other friends were there too for a surprise.. altho i kind of ruined that one by actually being early for once! It was beautiful though, we went to a chinese buffet for dinner and then paddled in the sea at torquay and took quite a few photos around and about...not online yet though. Sozzar! And they'd made cakes and stuck

T W E N T Y (as in te letters)

candles in them and i blew them out on the sea front. :D i d love living by the beach.