I turned 21

Yesterday I turned 21. I had the best day. I stayed in bed until I had uni at 12, then after my hour there went to a friends. They bought me a tandem space hopper and made me marmite wedges and marmite eggy bread. After this I napped, then went for dinner and a wide variety of drinks where I was given some more presents and presented with a home-made, marmite flavoured cake. This is the brief description. It was a chilled, relaxed day with no worries and was just the best birthday.

It's the first one I've felt that I'm finally at a point where I am ready for a new chapter and to do something different. It's silly that I need some sort of special occasion for this realisation but hey-ho that's how it's gone. I am ready to graduate, travel a little, find a job, travel a little more and then get my teeth into a decent career. I'm worried about the rates of graduate unemployment but I'll get through it in the end.

University is hard this year. Very hard. It's almost as if it's my third year...I live in the library and constantly have about 10 books to read. Good times? Non.

I'm excited for the rest of my birthday celebrations including the K+D themed fancy dress party and the gathering with my family in a few weeks.

Life is super, really really super.

That is all.

Peace x

...I run to the river and dive straight in. I pray that the water will drown out the din, but as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out, but as the water fills my mouth it couldn't wash the echoes out. I swallowed this sound and it swallows me whole 'til there's nothing left inside my soul - an emptiness, that beating drum but the sound has just begun...as I move my feet towards your body I can hear this beat, it fills head up and gets louder, and louder...