Today I am turning 24 years old! How did that happen?? Feels like I’m still 19, just having moved to London, but I guess that’s a sure sign of my being 24. I’m two days in at my internships at a content agency. It’s pretty wicked, and everybody is absolutely lovely, plus we have a french bulldog in the office. These months will be packed, and I will be knackered because everything is new and I’m trying to work out how not to screw up.
For now nobody in the office has a clue that it is my birthday today, sad right? I don’t know what’s worse, forcing a whole office to celebrate a person they don’t know or going a whole day without getting to feel even a little special? How do I do this smoothly?
Otherwise Daniel and I are crashing at Saboune and Elsie’s, cuddling up on a blow up mattress until we get our flat on Saturday. I can’t wait! Being able to unpack after having lived out of a suitcase for a month! But for now I’m enjoying spending extra time with my mates and we will hopefully celebrate with oysters and whisky. I feel like I want a birthday tradition, like always go to the cinema, or wear colourful clothes for once, or stay in a shitty motel. Daniel and his twin brother would every year ask their mum to make burritos and then their grandma to make war cupcakes with less sugar, cute right?
Do you guys have any traditions on your birthday? Or suggestions of what mine could be?
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