Bibbity Bobbity Boo!
Turned 21 last week. Didn't want to at first. No longer am I the young reckless child, which the media and society are so in love with. I didn't even get to be all the things I had wanted to. Didn't do everything I was meant to, everything that I'd be dreaming of while I was waiting to be a teenager.
Maybe.
I feel better than being 20. That was like the end of the era, the dying days, but this is more like the begining. I look to the future now, less to the past. Planning. Excited because there isn't much to hold me back anymore that is out of my control.
I suppose it makes it easier because all my new friends are so much older than me. But also a little weird as I have in turn become an older friend. Handing out my ID for loans etc. This however also makes me a little jealous. How come they get to do things at that age that I have only just done? Get to be beautiful and unmarked by time? Full of potential. Not fair.
The 'party' was the most impersonal I've ever had but also the best. I had a really good time. It was lovely. Shame my digital camera has broken so I've had to rely on others for photos.
The night was as follows: Burlesque theme. 2 hours of pole dancing, practically private party in the Grande dancing with a weird European bloke and getting called slags by the crack-whore behind the bar, followed by what turned into Kareoke in the Cork. Here is evidence.
Apparently "Girls [... and Dan] Just Want to Have Fun"
Turned 21 last week. Didn't want to at first. No longer am I the young reckless child, which the media and society are so in love with. I didn't even get to be all the things I had wanted to. Didn't do everything I was meant to, everything that I'd be dreaming of while I was waiting to be a teenager.
Maybe.
I feel better than being 20. That was like the end of the era, the dying days, but this is more like the begining. I look to the future now, less to the past. Planning. Excited because there isn't much to hold me back anymore that is out of my control.
I suppose it makes it easier because all my new friends are so much older than me. But also a little weird as I have in turn become an older friend. Handing out my ID for loans etc. This however also makes me a little jealous. How come they get to do things at that age that I have only just done? Get to be beautiful and unmarked by time? Full of potential. Not fair.
The 'party' was the most impersonal I've ever had but also the best. I had a really good time. It was lovely. Shame my digital camera has broken so I've had to rely on others for photos.
The night was as follows: Burlesque theme. 2 hours of pole dancing, practically private party in the Grande dancing with a weird European bloke and getting called slags by the crack-whore behind the bar, followed by what turned into Kareoke in the Cork. Here is evidence.
Apparently "Girls [... and Dan] Just Want to Have Fun"