March 2, 2014 - Written by:

The Big Two Five

I’m currently sat with a raging hangover, still in my pyjamas and covered in bruises from last night’s birthday celebrations at the local roller disco (who’d have thought we’d be saying that in 2014?) In two days I’m 25. TWENTY FIVE. Quarter of a century, half way to fifty. A milestone I’ve been dreading for a long time.

I’m one of these people that hates my birthday. I hate the thought of getting older and I really dislike asking people to celebrate me with me. I usually keep it pretty low-key and would ideally be out of the country so nobody can reach me. But this year was different. This year we went all out. All out on the fancy dress and the drinking and the fun. There was rum and there was awful 80s music and there was a party in a van. I was surrounded by my best friends. The ones that are always there and the ones I would do anything for.

Now, I know the big day isn’t quite yet – but I expected to wake up today feeling different. Like 25 is the age that I finally need to grow up and be an adult and all that jazz. What actually happened is that I woke up knowing that I couldn’t ask for a better group of friends. That they really are amazing and they want to celebrate me with me. They are always there and they always will be. They’re the people I ring if something good happens, they’re the people who’ll buy me a beer when something bad goes down. They’re the people that I can ring at any time of day if I need a hug or a chat and they’ll drop everything. I have a group of people surrounding me that are outrageously fun and unbelievably loyal. They know every single one of my ridiculous stories and not once have they judged. For my 25th I got to spend time with  a whole group of people who I love and couldn’t imagine life without. I don’t think it gets much better than that.

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– You can’t make this shit up

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  • Its my 25th birthday today and that’s why I searched for a similar feeling before I stumbled upon this post. Personally, each time am to celebrate my day, nobody knows and I always avoid any form of celebration. Its just always on a low key, this will not be an exception. I don’t just like birthday.

    Thanks for sharing this article at 25th, I’m sure you are now 27.

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