I'm 30
Oh god. I'm 30 and still a random 16 year old with lord know what plans but definately, uncertain ones.
I feel old. When I was a kid I used to cry on my birthday - usually because somebody had lobbed a large pass-the-parcel at me which happened to be a book, and dented my teeth.
I cried yesterday too - not because of a parcel this time. Just cried, due to me and Dean. Must be getting soft and rheumy in my new old age.
If it starts with a 3 does that mean it's a 3rd age?
To celebrate, I am looking at cookery courses. Yum.
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