25

I turned twenty five a week ago. It was cool. These tights made my legs look really pale. These new shoes!!!

I've been thinking about writing something to do with age and how different it feels, but I'm not sure. The past three years I've been twenty two in my mind, and now suddenly I'm twenty five. It felt kind of scary leading up to it, but now it feels normal. Kind of good? Twenty one year olds seem very young. I guess they always were.

Whatever, life continues, regardless of your feelings. It's good. It means you won't be stuck doing the same old shit forever. I feel like I've been in a rut, and it's taken a long time to get out, but I'm finally making progress. I feel like I've also given up on the 'this is the year everything's going to change' attitude. That's some hollywood bullshit. And it gets in the way of real life. In which things change slowly, and never by themselves.

If you make cakes, your life will be filled with cakes. How good is that?! And I don't mean that as some cheesy metaphor for the cakes of life. I mean actual delicious cakes. The ones above were made by my friends, and they were coconut cakes. The best.

Get Away

I acquired this dress from a vintage dress sale on Lygon St just after Christmas. It's from Japan and maybe that makes me like it more, although I already liked it very much. It gives me vibes like this for some reason:

I saw Hunx and his Punx on Sunday night, which was awesome. I hadn't heard much of their stuff beforehand but it was very fun. I've been listening to this band a lot, and this song on repeat:

Very teenage. I made a birthday cake for my housemate Zoe last night, it was carrot and pineapple:

I haven't felt like blogging much, to be honest. It seems like every other day I'm at work, doing nothing when I could be doing something. My resolutions for this year have been to eat healthier, and to get a new job. Hospitality wears you down after a while, and even though I like the places I work and the people I work with, the nature of the industry is to make you feel like shit. Like a servant, and a cleaner. At some point I'd like to stop cleaning toilets and people's dishes. I'm not sure how or what I'm going to do, but it has to be something else. So the quest begins.

Speaking of quests... wasn't The Hobbit awesome? A few things let it down but I still thoroughly enjoyed it. I don't care if it's drawn out, to be honest I'm just happy to spend three hours in middle earth.