Tomorrow is a rather important day for me.
I turn 24.
I’m not really sure how I feel about this yet, I mean, I know I have no choice about the matter! I don’t mean it like that… What I mean is it’s not a mile stone birthday or an important year as such. It’s one of those ‘odd years’. I found turning 23 odd too. Is that just me? Well either way, I’m determined to make turning
24 a blast. It will be an excellent year for
me, I’m sure of it.
When turning 23, I had all these plans and so much enthusiasm for the year ahead. I had been working consistently, I had a partner & everything was moving in the right direction. But during this year, all those things I worked so hard for seemed to disappear one by one, quickly making this year, horrid and unbearable (apart from the last two months, I may add). I’m very glad to be leaving it all tomorrow; I’m not letting this happen again. For me, turning 24 is kind of like my ‘New Year’. I have all these resolutions for myself and I just need to fulfill them…
And before you even think about it… No, none of them are about going on a diet.
Nothing extreme! Just things I want to succeed in, plans I've been making but actually getting off my bum and doing them! Not just say I’m going to do them, and never end up doing anything about it.
Since my tour finished on the 16th, I've been desperate to get back into work and although I've got an understudy job which only takes up a day of my time unfortunately. I’m using the time sufficiently, rather than moping that I haven’t got any full time pantomime work… Which is what I’d normally be doing, I’m not going to lie… This year is different. I have a lot of goals I want to achieve and hopefully they’re achievable ones!
Expecting things from myself that are either ridiculous or impossible, wouldn't be an unusual thing for me!
So I’m going to enjoy tomorrow whatever happens, and here’s to being a fabulous 24 year old.
Peace & Love.