The tree wished that it was a different kind of tree..

So on the weekend I went to my friends 21st. It was a simple little shindig but it was really refreshing. For a while there it felt like I was back in high school (4 years ago now) just going around someone’s house to have a few drinks. It was really really good. Sandy and Shane, mark and I were like always going out and doing shit together more so after Sandy and Shane got it together and while it is great to see them, we haven’t gone out where we are the only four for quite sometime and it was nice to. Ilona and some KFC girls were there as well and a couple of others from school – some of whom I haven’t seen for ages (haven’t seen ilona for abit but she’s been off around the world a couple of times so it’s a bit hard, unless I jump on a plane and fly to brazil or something) so it was good to see them as well. But yeah, like I said it was refreshing and I don’t think I stopped smiling once all night. It’s comforting to know that even though things/people/life has changed so much and we’re all off living our lives, some things are not that hard to get back – even if for one night. I didn’t feel so old, or so worried about my own upcoming 21st turning, I was with friends, I was with the guy I love so much – what is there to really worry about? Back in 2004 we were all graduating, planning our lives and imaging ourselves in the future… I like most of my friends had little idea on exactly where I would go and how I would end up but as cliché` as it may sound, I know it doesn’t really matter, as long as moments like this, were you can reflect, take time out to be your 17 year old self you thought was long gone… it doesn’t really matter does it?

So that was my weekend. It’s Monday, not feeling totally crap with Mondayitis. I even got up a little earlier to do my hair and for the first time this year I put on a little bit of makeup for work! I don’t feel so old, I don’t feel that life is getting away from me. I am only 20 (21 soon) I have at least another70 years ahead of me…. So why the rush?