I’m feeling 22

Okay sike, I did not turn 22, quite frankly I’m not even close to 22, really I’ve just always wanted to allude to Taylor Swift on my birthday. Sadly though I won’t be able to do that for another three more years, meaning I only turned 19 yesterday. It’s crazy because 19 for me seems pretty old, but when I’m comparing myself to other bloggers and  people in this industry I’m literally a baby. BUT! Turning 19 means I’m only just beginning some of the best years in my life and I have so so so much to look forward to. As far as my blog goes, I see these “younger years” as early experiences so when I do get a little older, hopefully I’ll be a little bit more established and have a pretty good foundation.

When I imagine my birthday I imagine a huge day celebrating me, myself, and I, and everyone is fanning me with those huge feather things you see in movies….IT NEVER HAPPENS. So, that means my expectations are always let down (yeah that seems a bit bratty, I know) and I have never gotten through a birthday without crying…until this year! It was a miracle. Okay not really, but this year I saw my birthday as more of a milestone in my life, rather than a huge explosion of all about me. I have always painted my birthday to be the most memorable day ever, and now I’m realizing that a birthday is only the goodbye of last year and welcoming a new year. It made me get to thinking of all of the things I did this past year as an 18 year old and now I am looking ahead making goals for my newly 19 year old self. So, Happy 19th birthday to me, and thank you for all the kind birthday wishes yesterday. I love you all.

 

ALTHOUGH…I wouldn’t mind a huge Kylie Jenner birthday bash one day (I’m scared to see what her party is going to be like).

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