Today is my birthday.
I am 25 years young.
Some of my friends told me they felt “old” turning 25 but I don’t feel it.
Does that mean I’m immature?
Or maybe I’m just young at heart?
I’ll claim the latter.
Maybe it’s because I still look 16. That might be part of it.
I bet I’ll love that when I’m 40!
Hopefully.
Here’s to another year. Let it bring what it may.
Just please don’t do me in…
Happy Birthday!
picture taken at my 1920s themed birthday party last Saturday. Hopefully I will get more pictures of it soon. Then I will do a full post about it.
3 comments:
Happy Birthday Julie :) My 25th sucked, but that was because I went through an early mid-life crisis.
That would be a quarter life crisis. It happens.
I love that you had a 20s themed party! That is so you. :)
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