21 - reflection.
So, seeing as this is my last day of being 21, I'm having a little reflection over this past year. Not alot has happened at all to be honest, just a few little bumps here and there.
The highlight was meeting my brother for the first time, my dad's son. I love him to bits, and he's a great guy. His wife is lovely too! The fact that they live in London makes it all the more exciting to go and visit, always something to do down there, I've been down every few months since April, if I could live there...I would in an instant, not in city centre though.
The worst part of my 21st year, was a beautiful friend, Darren Joliny passing away. He was the coolest, most fun-loving guy I have ever known. Even though I hadn't seen much of him at all, he still made me smile when I'd bump into him every so often. I miss him. I think most of my friends and I had never dealt with someone our own age dying, and so suddenly, which made it all 100x worse. I missed his funeral because I was in London, so it still feels kinda weird to me, as if it hasn't happened. He was a truly brilliant guy, and he's definetly dancing away up there, bopping the best hairdo known to man. Love you Jo Jo Joliny! x
Everyone I've asked, has said 22 is a shite year, so I'm not entirely looking forward to it, but life is what you make it eh, and after last months ordeal I've been encouraged to make sure we all enjoy life, because it can be taken away at any point.