Every year since I was little, we hardly celebrated my birthday at my house. The last party my mom threw for me, I remember I was around 8 and my only guests were my best friend at the time and her mom. My mom had bought loads of snacks and balloons, and about 3 outfits for me to change into throughout the day, and because this was before the smart phone era, she’d also hired a photographer for the day. When I turned 15, I spent my birthday in the UK with a family that hosted my throughout my year abroad and I got loads of gifts (and money) and was taken out to watch a Harry Potter film at the theatre before going out to dinner.
It’s just after 1am on the eve of my birthday and I’m listening to Kid Ink’s No Strings while multi-tasking—I’m going through Pinterest so I can make a collage for my Instagram feed. I’m hoping this is the prelude mood for what’s to come when I turn 24 because I am so at peace—I’m happy and in my element and I’m smiling!
I read a tweet this morning about how there are 50 or so days to go until the end of the year… time flew, didn’t it? just a few months ago, I was at a totally different place to where I am now and I think that’s the case for a lot of people—we’ve grown in some way.
November has to be my ultimate favourite month because it’s my birthday month (I spend so much time defending this month to people who say its ‘useless’ because everyone just wants to skip to December after October whoops their butts). I always look forward to becoming a year older… I don’t know what it is about ‘growing up’ that excites me but I’m guessing it has to do with reflecting on my past year and setting goals for my growth in the upcoming year.
Today started off beautifully for me. After enduring 10 days of feeling sluggish (thank you periods) and having intense academic stress—let’s not forget this heat wave—I finally woke up feeling good! The air was cooler outside and I’d been up since 3am so I really had time to get a lot done.
College has me by the throat– that’s the summary of what’s been going on… but I’m excited to say that I’m nearing the end and my most stressful module is done with for the rest of 2019 (I just submitted the assignment and I feel as free as a bird… with only 2 more assignments to finish off).
The beautiful thing about the changing of seasons is that when one ends, another begins.
It was almost 10pm when I wrote this last night and I was meant to be working on an assignment (well, I was but my internet was slow so I figured, ‘why not type a post about how excited I am for my birthday coming up?’).
Earlier this month, I got the sudden urge to clear my phone and get rid of everything on it. I’m a hoarder… surprise, surprise I had my high school bops still chilling in my phone, unplayed but there ‘just in case’.
Spring has sprung on this side of the world and as much as I’m excited about warm weather, rain, wearing less clothes and more time outdoors with my wine, I’m already missing my favourite season, autumn.