I don't know about you but I'm feeling 22!

Today I celebrate my 22nd birthday. However, whilst my crows feet may be a little more defined and I'm slightly taller than my 10 year old self, I still feel like the same old quiet girl who's worn her hair the same way for the past 10 years (with one side clipped back). 

I often wonder what I might be like when I turn 30. If I'll still feel the same as I do now. If I'll still lack in confidence, or feel paranoid in a room full of new people. If I'll ditch the bobby pins and let the left side of my hair down. Will I still fail to spark a conversation with a stranger? Or is there a time, an age, where everything changes? It's like I'm expecting a small mystical man to flick a switch and BAM I'm forced into the land of adulthood. The land of confident conversations, a land where I actually FEEL like an adult. Does anyone else feel like this or is it just me?


I guess the one thing that has changed, as I've got older, is my outlook on life and everything that comes with it. I think it's true when they say that the older you get, the wiser you become because I've only been on this earth for 22 years but I've learnt a hell of a lot.

I've learnt that prince charming does exist but they may not be what you expected. I've learnt that I'd much rather stay at home snuggled under the blanket, than try and dance on a sticky nightclub floor surrounded by a bunch of 18 year olds. I've learnt that you can't please everybody, that some friendships aren't always for life and how important it is to remove yourself from toxic people. I've learnt that until they invent clothes which don't crease, I'll never be truly happy. I've learnt to embrace the au naturale look once in a while and that you should always, always, ALWAYS trust your gut instinct (blimey, if I'd have stuck to my guns on this one, things would have been a lot different). 


*Note to self: buy more letters for your light box*

I'm not sure what the next 10 months and X amount of days of being 22 will bring me. Perhaps I'll finally master the art of tightening my bra straps? Or step out of my comfort zone and attend a blogger event? Maybe I'll feel a little less paranoid when it comes to my friendships. Or FINALLY attend that interior design course I've been banging on about.

I'd like to think that I won't be the shy, quiet girl forever and that at some point, everything will click into place but if it doesn't? If I am destined to be quiet, plain Jane forever, that's absolutely fine! I'll just have to make sure I have a life supply of bobby pins...


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