The past few weeks have been so hectic with London, my birthday weekend, meeting friends, Ibiza, more birthday things and overall just trying to get my shit together (aka my life.)
I had honestly been looking forward to turning 21 so much so and normally I’m not overly bothered about the age I’m turning but there’s just something about 21 that makes you feel a little more…I guess like an adult. On my actual birthday I spent the day in London; breakfast at the Ivy Kensington Brasserie drinking prosecco from 10am in the morning with my full English breakfast, then going to pick up my birthday present from Harrods (I’m still not over the fact I got the Gucci bag *screams) then heading over to the Tower Bridge area for an afternoon of vintage markets, cocktails and an unexpected fire alarm at the Hilton Hotel we were staying at then followed by dinner at the Italian restaurant Cantina Del Ponte..FYI their mushroom risotto is to die for! The following day was spent taking in the views from the top of the Shard which was breathtaking and made me love my favourite city even more so…then followed by a three course meal at Marco Pierre Whites Steak House. We’d actually bought these two things for my dads birthday which was in March and thought seeing as we hadn’t done the experience yet we’d tie my birthday weekend in with this.
On the Tuesday after my birthday I met with a few friends for some Tapas and more birthday celebrations and then the Saturday after my sister took me for Afternoon Tea at Fawsley hall as part of my birthday present. I honestly feel like my 21st birthday hasn’t really fully ended…what was meant to just be a birthday weekend has well and truly turned into a birthday month. Not that I’m complaining birthdays are probably my favourite things, or any celebration for that matter.
Wanting to move out:
If I had to describe myself in one word over the past month it would have to be impatient. I’m impatient in that I am beyond desperate to move to London and also move out in general. I’m feeling like I very much need my own space now, and not that I don’t get on with my parents because I do and I’m super close to my family but there comes a time when you just feel like you need to do your own thing and start somewhere new. In terms of moving to London, I’ve always said to myself that I wanted to spend a few years (specifically when I was young) living in a city. Each time I go to visit my friend Bella I’m hit with this feeling like I’m missing out on something. I think a huge amount of that feeling comes with the fact that I don’t feel like I belong in my home town; there’s nothing to do, no real nice places to go and I just want so much more than that.
I get that I will miss the company of my parents, constantly having someone to talk to and overall just being with them and my sister most of the time but at one point you have to move out and start up yourself and for me that could be really soon.
This is something I’ve touched on before but most recently was having a little chat with one of my best friends and generally just talking about the effort you put into friendships and how I tend to find it easy to cut people out who wrong me in anyway. It’s not that I’m not the type of person that doesn’t want to make amends with people, it’s just I find it to be a waste of time and energy when I could be putting in more effort with the people close to me and who always do right by me. I also think it’s important to maintain the friendships you do have and the ones you find to be the most important in your life; the kind of people who you get excited about seeing and believe them to be someone you will have in your life forever.
I have a few sets of friends, some who are childhood friends who I don’t see all the time but when we do it’s like we’ve never been apart, I have my best friend Jess who I see nearly every day and never argue over anything ( I think we are just on the same wave length) I then have my school friends who I’m still super close to and see regularly for catch ups then my work friends who I do feel like I need to make more of an effort with to do things outside of work with. Maintaining these friendships is however a two way street and the reason I’m friends with the people I am is because of the join effort we put in to making the friendship last. No matter if there is a new boy on the scene with any of us or our lives start turning super hectic we still find time for each other, and that is what I love about the people I am friends with…the effort I put in is definitely reciprocated back.
It’s definitely been my family and closest friends who have made this past month so special for me and I am so grateful.