So Saturday was my birthday. I am now 20 years old. It’s strange, I feel like I am some how separate from all the bad stuff I did as a kid/teenager. It’s just in my head,… But it feels weird.
What did I do for my birthday?
Well! Friday my best friend came to work with me (sneaky I know) then we went and saw the movie – the call… Kinda scary but good, then we had sushi for dinner and came home and had a sleep over. Lol such a kid I am.
So on Saturday morning I was treated to a gf breakfast of pancakes and bacon.
The rest of the Saturday is when it got interesting. Mum humored me and we walked around the streets since it was council clean up, saving things that were in perfect or good nick from the tip. it makes no sense to me why people throw out perfectly good things– sure if you don’t want it give it away. If its broken fix it. Living in unit city there is always so much stuff. After doing that for about there hours and saving about three car fulls worth of stuff, mum and I got down to business, finishing the painting that was started in January. Telling people what I did for my birthday got a mixture of responses. But Sunday was with Dave … And after a long drive to the Central coast we went and saw a distillery.