|Dress - Topshop, Cardigan - MNG, Tights - Forever 21, Shoes - Asos|
Officially 24. We tried to play a game of Talisman, but it quickly dissolved into laughing and drinking, so we switched to just that. I got a beautiful rabbit ring from my friend Liv, who's recently been to India. I also got these magic book earrings, handmade by my boyfriend (!!!) No words. One has an all seeing eye on it, and the other has a mouth.
It's pretty weird turning twenty four. I think it's the first birthday I've really not wanted to have. Twenty three was a good number - old enough to be taken seriously, young enough to not have much responsibility. Twenty four brings questions from relatives like, 'When are you going to decide which real job you're going to do?' and 'Are you still living in a share house?'
The hassling gets tiring, but I'm confident that although I'm completely lost, I think that's ok. I know what I don't want to do, and I think it'll take a while to know what I do want to do. I don't think I need to know at twenty four. We'll see what I think at twenty five. I just quit my job at the bakery, and that's like a light at the end of a dark, stinky tunnel filled with snakes. Once my last two weeks are over, I'll hopefully have a job somewhere else I can stand, and also have better hours so I can have more time off. Then I can look for a new house, and try to get into position in my life I'm happy with.
Until then... twenty four.